“Do it!” she enthused, aiming his swollen cock straight at herself. “Spunk my face like I’m one of your little porn floozies!”The first jet ...truck her square on the tip of her nose. Feeling a splash dangerously close to one eye, she closed them both, feeling the next spurt strike her forehead and make a dash for her hair. She adjusted her aim, Ben’s cock seemingly inexhaustible as it pumped out warm, sticky seed which adhered to her lips and cheeks and joined the drool on her chin.With the last. Then she lazily crossed her legs and, in doing so, answered the other question. Yep, just the robe.Peter himself was clad in jeans and tee-shirt. Loose fitting jeans, which was lucky because his cock had sure jumped to life at the sight of the post shower Victoria Connors. Wow ... if she was just teasing, then she really was quite a tease!Vicky leaned forward to pick up her drink and Peter got another eyeful of her luscious breasts, through the gap in the robe."So, what are you watching?" she. 'You have a boyfriend yet'?She looked at me over the rim of her huge cup, 'Not really, well a few, but nothing serious'.I was not surprised, I mean she had it all, looks, body, her mothers genes, and at that thought I swallowed hard.'You fucking yet'?Ok a bit harsh and perhaps not diplomatic, but she was a young woman, and I was there not too long ago, I mean I am sitting here confronting the product of my own desires, get to the chase.She said nothing, just a blank stare, her long lashes. Michelle had carefully contacted her brothers and sons and let them know of the change and why. There was not a complaint or whisper of disappointment. As far as the other guests were concerned, they simply accepted the change and we had no cancellations.We had discussed having a wedding rehearsal and dinner the day before but chose not to. We had so many guests and family that it would be difficult to organize on short notice. Several of them, my parents included, suggested they had plans.