As Amelia cried out, I was unprepared for her to squirt into my face and I jerked away. That resulted in the second squirt striking me in the eye. Whe...her it was her juices, or “other fluids”, I don’t know. But it was salty and stung my eye; let’s just leave it at that. I couldn’t recall any other woman squirting on me prior to her.Amelia didn’t seem to notice as her eyes were closed and she was still climaxing, but thankfully she released her grip on my head so I could pull free.I wiped off my. ’ ‘No pressure I’m gonna head out to my truck to put my tools back and grab some paper work and cards for you.’ I intentionally took longer than I normally would, trying to give her extra time robe if needed. As I returned back into the room I was greeted with the sight of her at the night stand in nothing but a towel. Awwww shit I thought to myself as I felt my other brain start to awaken. ‘Brandon I can’t seem to thank you enough for the work you’ve done, and in such a timely fashion.’ ‘Well. “Do you like them?” she asked. “I had them redone about 6 months ago.” “I think they did a great job.” I managed to say, “They did a perfect job.” “Do you want to see something really cool?” she said. I nodded. “Pinch the nipples.” she asked. I looked at her and she nodded that it was OK. I reached out with my right hand and gently pinched the nipple on her left breast. As I did a little drop of white milk appeared and rolled down her globe. I was awestruck. “Isn't that cool?. She started to breakdown into tears again. “I thought I’d never see you again ssssshhh. He unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the tiled floor of the terrace. When he looked her up and down, she felt a wave of heat sweep through her body. Her nipples hardened and poked toward him through the lace of her bra. It’s not polite to point,” he said, brushing the tips of his fingers against her puckered nipples until they grew harder and higher.Very funny here, let me help you with that. He went.