He sticks a big hand forcefully down my throat and triggers the gag reflex to release a whole new layer of spit on my face. To complete my humiliatio..., he rubs his thick tool all over my face creating a beautiful, perfect mix of tears, spit, makeup and mascara. I'm hoping he doesn't burst my tonsils with testicle wad. I want that life-giving liquid to thoroughly inundate my awaiting, fertile womb. Sensing my need, he pulls out and pulls me up to my knees by my long beautiful mane and he. I was so passionately in love with him, that even after 3 years of dating and marriage for 4, I still get the butterflies. Yes, even when he calls me. As plain as it is, we are young and in love.But on this particular day I wanted to hurry home before he did. It was his 26th birthday. He loved when I threw him parties and loved all my gift ideas, but tonight I had something special in mind. The thought of it made this electric vibe run though me. I had several plans and I couldn't wait to see. Main chaye peene ke bad fresh hone bathroom chali gayee. Bathroom se naha kar nikalne ke bad main bathroom ke bahar zameen par let gayee aur zor zor se chillane lagi. Maine kewal ek towel lapet rakha tha. Pappu dauda hua aaya aur mujhe dekh kar bola kya hua baby. Maine kaha main naha kar nikli to mera pair sarak gaya aur main gir padi. Main uth nahin pa rahi hoon. Tum mujhe sahara de kar bistar tak le chalo. Pappu ne mera haath pakad kar mujhe sahara diya lekin main khadi nahin ho pa rahi thi.. I could see him twitching as I then licked my lips and stuffed him into my mouth. He struggled to find something to hold him up as I could feel his legs trembling. I was staring up at him as I licked up and down his shaft getting him nice and hard so that he could fuck me. While on my knees I felt my phone ringing. I had to ignore it and continued to gobble him up. From the look on his face he was in sheer ecstasy, he was almost too afraid to grab my head and force me down, as much as I wanted.