Taste it.

You've never tasted your own come before, but what the hell, Belinda seems to like it and you want to make her happy. You lick it off her fingers. It's salty and a bit bitter, but not that bad. The texture is kind of gross, but you suppose it wouldn't be hard getting used to it. Soon you find Belinda's fingers back at your lips with some more on it and you're not sure what to do, so you just lick that off as well. She slowly and sensually feeds you your entire load and you have to admit that you find the whole process enjoyable, even if you don't care for the taste and texture.

"Good boy," she says. "It's going to be fun having you here." With that, she walks out, closing the door behind her.

You put your clothes back on and lie back down on the bed. You must have dozed off for a bit because the next thing you know there's a knock on your door and you're startled out of sleep.