XXXmas Party: Leah Swallows Mr. Baker's Load (Luck:-10)

"Shit--you are going to make me cum." he groaned--his chest heaving as he steadied the camera on her. She felt his cock quiver in her mouth.

Leah continued to bob her head, determined to get this over with as quickly as possible. She could feel the wetness on her lips and chin as her saliva mingled with Mr. Baker's cum. She could also hear the quiet, rhythmic sound of her own gagging as his cock thrust deeper into her throat.

“Aghggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!” he yelped as her mouth worked his spasming member. His warm cum filled her wet mouth as she began to swallow every drop. Leah felt the familiar heat of semen in her mouth, swallowing it down in an attempt to keep any suspicion down.

She pulled away, wiping the remnants of her humiliation from her lips with the back of her hand.

Mr. Baker's grip on the phone slackened as he watched her, his erection slowly deflating. He nodded in approval, his gaze flicking to the screen of his phone to make sure the footage was in focus.

“That was hot…would you like a copy of the video Miss Williams?” He asked, his smirk never wavering. She rolled her eyes, the feeling of her own humiliation immediately replaced by a burning white-hot fury.

"You really like filming this shit, huh?" She spat out, her voice trembling with anger. She wish she had spat his cum in his own face, but it was well on its way through her digestive system.

“I like to have my little collection. Yes.” He said as Leah moved to fix her clothing. Double checking her chin for any missed spittal or cum.

Leah huffed with dissatisfaction at Mr. Baker’s perverted answer.

"Don't worry Leah—I will honor my part of our deal.” he cooed, his toes still curling from pleasure.

Of course, he would—Leah thought—he loved getting head from a hot 30-something-year-old and not his frumpy wife.

Leah slammed the door as she headed downstairs without a word to find Jonathan—leaving Mr. Baker as he zipped his fly and buckled his belt.