Cum in her mouth

"Get on your knees," I order as I pull out of Cynthia, her pussy making a squelching sound as I do. It takes all the **** of will I can muster not to cum right there. Cynthia doesn't so much go down onto her knees as she slides off the bathroom counter to the floor. "Open wide," I say, grinning and pull Cynthia's unresisting head to my dick. Her lips part and my dick slides inside her. My cockhead barely touches her tongue before I'm ready to cum. With a grunt, I announce my orgasm and I feel Cynthia's lips clasp around my cock as my dick begins to pulse, pumping out the load of baby batter into her mouth, covering her tastebuds. I feel and hear her swallow, once, twice, three times before I'm spent and I step back, pulling my dick from her mouth, a smear of red lipstick on the tip of my dick.

"Guess you won't be needing starters tonight," I say, chuckling. The look she returns me is not quite daggers but as close as her orgasmic brain allows. I laugh, grab my pants and leave the bathroom, my semi-erect dick swinging back and forth as I walk, the cooling sexual fluids covering my dick and crotch making my dick glisten.

I go to the living room and put some porn on the TV while she finishes gets ready. My eyes wander between the action on screen and Cynthia putting on her makeup and squeezing into a little black dress.

When the doorbell rings, announcing John's arrival, I turn the TV off. Cynthia comes out of the bathroom and heads straight to the door.

"Have a nice date with your cuck boyfriend," I say.