Getting down to sucking Sam's cock so he could spunk on my face

I moved myself back between his legs, kneeling down. I knelt forward, holding Sam on his hips and silently guided him toward me, such that he knelt up whilst I knelt down. This left his cock inches from my face, just the right height.

Again, I took his cock into my willing and open mouth. Now I could taste my taste in addition to his. I love the taste of my juices almost as much as the taste of spunk- one of the reasons I love sex with other girls, so I can taste their sex juice. It was obvious he'd be coming soon, so I only sucked and licked briefly. Quickly I had his cock out of my mouth and I was jerking it just inches from my face.

As his breathing changed completely to the breathing of orgasm, he moved his hips toward me and his cock came even closer. His first jet of spunk shot out like water from a fireman's hose, full on into my face. Spurt after spurt came, plastering my face with sticky spunk juice, gallons and gallons, spurt after spurt after spurt. I had to close my eyes, just as well, just in time. I felt it spray over my eyelids, my forehead, my mouth, across my nose, into my open mouth, ribbons of spunk jetting into my hair.

Still he had more coming, he'd moved down and was spraying the last across my tits, some reaching down to my tummy. I felt him rubbing his damp cock end on my nipples, first one, then the other, to make sure he'd got every last drop onto my body, so as to humiliate me as much as possible, as much as I wanted. Now I became aware of the feeling of all that spunk running down me all over, leaving its sticky trail as it went. All down my face, running down my nose and chin, my neck, even a few dribbles on my tits. I orgasmed even though Sam's cock was no longer inside me, from the shear thrill and excitement of feeling such a used slut whore.

Together we collapsed back onto the bed, spent. We lay together for a few minutes, his arm around me. I could feel his spunk starting to dry and congeal on my face, neck and chest. Much as I'd enjoyed Sam coming on me, I was looking forward to showering.

"That was amazing, Wendy, thanks."

I sat straight up; he was supposed to think I was Tracy.

"What do you mean, Wendy?" He just smiled. "How did you know?" I continued.

"Come on," he said, "I know how my wife moves, how she breathes, even how she moans when we fuck. We've been married for three years, I know everything about her. She told me she was going to give me the best birthday present any man could ever have. I guessed as soon as you walked into the bedroom."

I smiled back. He continued, "As good as our sex lives are, as good as she fucks, as much as I love her, could you teach her how to suck cock like that?"

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