While I’m definitely not a fan of taking a load on my face and it seems sort of a waste to have it anywhere other than inside me, I’m here to say ...hat I love the taste of my man’s cum. It’s not just some act of altruism that makes me love his cum; I haven’t been deluded by my immense love for him that his nut somehow tastes good, it’s a very concerted effort on his part to alter the taste of his jizz. My baby works out, he doesn’t smoke, he eats a healthy diet with tons of organic fresh. " I got very excited but again thought this was just dirty talk over the internet. Renee then dove into the actual thought of me coming over if I could get there in an hour. I had no car but was absolutely in shock and I swear my dick was harder than ever when she messaged me her address and it was absolutely in walking distance. She directed me to Spenard and Fireweed in Anchorage and told me she lived in a house. I lied to my mom and told her I was going to walk to a friends house to hang. I'm sorry. I was scared."There was a sharp intake of breath at her end. By then I could see the pair of them being recorded in 3D from the mirror and mono from the flower vase as well as what the clock was showing. I heard Ellen talking to Guy— I wasn't supposed to hear because she had her hand over the phone."There's a camera in the clock. The off switch is underneath." Thank God he's told us— what an idiot," Guy said.She took her hand off the phone, "Darling, you shouldn't have worried. If. He came near my head, and put his cock in my mouth. I sucked his cock and cleaned it. “You made me cum twice,” I said, as he lay down next to me. “Does it mean that I’m taking good care of my slut?” he asked. “Yes, you are very good,” I replied. “I’m going to clean myself,” I said, and went to the bathroom. After a minute, I came out of the bathroom and sat down in front of the mirror. I combed my hair, applied a little lip balm and then turned to look at my boss, who was lying naked in my.