With two fingers, I manoeuvred the semen from my face into my mouth, before sucking them clean. Still I was not done. With the same fingers of my othe... hand, I scooped the semen from my chest, delivering it to my tongue, which I had projected from my mouth. I love the taste of cum, so I quite genuinely enjoyed this activity, let alone the satisfaction that came from such blatant exhibitionism. Deliberately and enthusiastically, I sucked my fingers, before returning them to look for any more. It made him and many others feel hot and cold; aroused and subdued; loved and loathed all at the same time. Her pure existence was like that of a hybrid between Aphrodite and Athena. Jasmine had a body that would make Miss Universe winners and porn stars want to be her and be with her; and her mind could put nerds, geeks, and dorks to shame. For all this and more everyone hated her and adored her. In an instant, Mason was back to his old self. He felt the fear he had long thought he had. My excitement growing in my shorts. Your fingers deep in your pussy finger fucking your wetness I love it. Suddenly you stand straightening your dress and start walking over to me. I look round the painter is coming down the ladder to re position and re fill. You sit on my hardness smile and press your still wet fingers in my eager mouth god you taste so beautiful my cock twitches which you must be able to feel as I suck your fingers. “ tea anyone?” she asks as she heads to the kitchen “sure”. “Did you come a lot? Did you make a big mess?”“I came in a towel. A paper towel.” Several of them.“Was it a lot?”“Yes.”“Did you think of me?”“Yes. Your toes. Your mouth. Bending you over.”“Ummm. I can’t wait to watch you come. Do you come big? Does it spurt out?”Again that damn accent. “Yes.”“Do you still want to take me to the movies?”“Yes. I’d really like that.”“Me too. There is one condition. A thing I ask.”“What’s that?”She laughed a little, then. “Would you like it if I jacked you off,.