In her mouth.

"You, you drank his seed?" I gasped, my ears burning and my trousers growing uncomfortably tight.

"Some. Most of it was upon my chest and cheeks." Mrs. Cooper nodded, her face turning the colour of a ripe tomato. "We had discussed this prior to... the act, and it should not need mentioning that if I, an unwed woman, were to be with child, who's father must forever remain unknown, our family's name would be dragged through the dirt."

"I understand completely, Mrs. Cooper," I flummoxed before addressing Mr. Cooper, "but why did you not release your seed on her stomach? Why her face?"

"Because she insisted upon having my seed within herself," he answered, looking at his nodding wife. "She was quite distraught though, for my poor aim, but since being wed here in Madsin about four years ago, we've had many chances to rehearse, and I am pleased to say, that if she wanted to... quench her thirst as it were, my aim is true."

While they traded lustful glances with one another, I leaned back on my chair, took my face in my hands and exhaled slowly. My own lust was building and a foreign feeling was growing within me as well. A most perverse curiosity. Swallowing loudly, I chanced my next question, preparing myself for immediate ejection. "Mr. and Mrs. Cooper, what I am about to ask is a truly invasive imposition of your Privacy, but would you be opposed, to have an audience of myself, when you next make love?"