- Bethany and I kissed over his head and let his cum splash in our mouths and on our faces. He whimpered like it was hurting him, but he was definitely not in pain. After six strong blasts, he slowed to a trickle and I began to lick him off of Bethany’s face.
- “Wow,” he murmured and gently stroked my hair. “I could die right now and be happy.”
- “Don’t you dare,” Bethany whispered as my tongue cleaned her cheek.