The third shot hit my lips because my cock was throbbing around and I was totally absorbed in my orgasm. I still didn't like the taste of it, but I l...ved the sight of those shots blasting into my mouth, and the texture was like nothing else.Over the years, I would occasionally shoot my load into my mouth, or scoop it up and taste or eat it. I got more accustomed to the taste and didn't mind it so much.Back in the present, my mind was focused on having cum in my mouth. My orgasm was coming on. “Please finish me, Brian. Oh god, please, I need you to make me cum so bad.” I reach for my clit, so desperate to cum even as I hope for you to oblige me.Your hand grabs my wrist and pins it against my leg. “Oh no, this is still mine. I’m going to finish you, and I’m going to taste you cumming for me.” I’ve never thought of myself as submissive, but your words, grip, and possessiveness are turning me on so much. Coupled with how long I’ve wanted you, needing to feel wanted, and the thrill of. ”“You believe I could never imagine?” I enquired. “May I assure you that I have a very fertile imagination.” “They said it pained them,” she said dreamily, “But.”“Do you like that,” I asked.“Yes,” she said awkwardly, “You did mean it when you said we were wed in common law?”“I lied, we shall go to hell for this,” I admitted.“Then unleash your passion, make it worth the sacrifice!” she insisted, “For I own I am in heaven already.”I gently squeezed her teats between finger and thumb and nuzzled. Given her soft gasps and the rhythmic movement of what I could see of her arm she was definitely liking what she was seeing. As was my cock, which sprang to attention. Silently I made my way over to her and gently caressed her shoulder. She let out a moan. “Mmm. You look beautiful. What're you looking at?” She didn't answer, just jutted her head out in time with a further gasping moan. I moved my eyes and saw what she saw. My cock throbbed harder, pushing against the plumpness of her ass.