More accustomed now to the shots, Britney pulled herself forward and like a good little slut, opened her mouth to catch the cum. With his subsequent b...rsts of hot cum, Robert successfully coated Britney's face almost completely, what he didn't cover running into her mouth and down her neck on to her top. His load spent, Robert sighed contentedly. But much to Britney's dismay, he wasn't zipping himself back up. "Lick yourself clean Britney," he commanded. Britney hesitated for a moment and then. ” She said pointing to the one beside me with her shiny orange tootsie. “So, why is it that your trash never ends up in one of them?” I asked, irritated. She continued to stare at me popping the candy back in her mouth. After about 20 seconds I realized that I wasn’t going to get an answer so I sighed and turned away muttering “forget about it.” But I never saw another tootsie wrapper lying about. So we never brought it up again. Our interaction over the next couple of years was. I finally had to speak, ‘God Philly this is incredible, you could put me to sleep massaging my face this way.’ His eyes looked down at me and he smiled before he said, ‘Relax baby, let yourself drift along with my hands.’ He worked over my face for the better part of ten minutes. As I relaxed his fingers soothed my neck and I felt like one of those bobbin dolls I’ve seen in the back of some cars. Just as I felt like I could fall asleep under his gentle facial massage he slid his hands. But that's good though because I always seem to have trouble when Debbie is gone. Trouble sleeping that is," I laughed."Oh," she stammered. "Ah I tried to be quiet. I hope I didn't wake you," she lied. If bouncing two poodles off my chest is her way of trying not to wake me, I wonder what she would do if she were actually trying to wake me, I chuckled to myself."Are you k**ding," I laughed. "When I take one of her pills, you could park a truck on me and not wake me," I laughed.She looked up at.