Some of both

I place my hands on her head and start pumping a little faster, holding her firmly as I press my cock deeper into her mouth. The thought of having this beautiful young moaning under me is too much for my limited self control and the first stream of cum fills Alison's sucking mouth. Her muffled squeak of surprise confirms that she has no real idea what to expect despite my warning. By the time the second pulse spews out, Alison has pulled back and the cum sprays over her chin and neck and the third jet, a little weaker than the previous two, lands on her tits. By now she is spluttering and spitting out the white spunk that fills her mouth.

“Oohh!” I love the way she looks with my cum dripping from her chin. “I'm sorry Mr. P, I didn't know so much would come out like that.”

“No, Angel, that was perfect.” I tell her hiding my smile as she tentatively tastes the white spunk on her lips, “Do you like the taste?” I ask with an encouraging smile, “Fran loved it, she'd swallow every drop.”

“Your wife? Really?” I didn't talk much about my marriage, so Alison is interested despite her surprise at having my cock explode in her mouth. “She'd do that for you?”

“That's right, Angel, but it took her a long time to blow me like that.” For the first couple years we dated, Fran's blowjobs were more a way to get me good and hard than to give me the relief I just got from Alison. “Are you sure you've never pleased a man that way?” In spite of herself I see a shy look of pride at my praise, and as she shakes her head 'no' her pink tongue traces along her lips again.

“I always thought it was gross, did you really like it, Mr. P?” This naïve coed apparently doesn't believe the evidence of how much I liked it dribbling down her chin so I take the shirt from her hands and wipe away the cum from her chin before kissing her softly on her lips. There is still a little taste of my seed, but the response was exactly what Alison needed from me because she returned the kiss with a whole new level of passion. When the kiss ends I tell her in words what I just demonstrated with my mouth.

“That was a fantastic blow job, Angel.” I tell her as I brush a stray lock of hair from her face, “My only regret is that I may have just shot my only load for tonight, so I won't be able to get what I really want from your perfect body until some later date.” I am rewarded with a sudden blush of her face as she realizes that as good as her mouth had felt, that I am not going to be satisfied until I have my cock buried deep in her tight slit.

“Are you sure, Mr. P?” She asks shyly, “I've heard my classmates say that her boyfriends would do them two or three times in one night.” She gets the same teasing look that I've been tempted by all day long. “When you came upstairs to find me tonight, I bet you were you hoping for more than my mouth?” The shyness from earlier is long gone. “I bet you were hoping to get your hard penis between my soft teenaged thighs?” Alison bites her lower lip shyly but continues to tease me. “To hear me moan when your hard member pushes into me and stretches open my tight young vagina?”

She hugs a pillow to her chest looking at me innocently as if she doesn't know the effect her naked body is having on me. “I know what men want from pretty girls like me.”