Mike and Jessica sat at a corner table at La Rose, a cosy French restaurant. Mike adjusted his tie, his heart thumping as he stole glances at Jessica, who sat across from him, her auburn hair catching the glow like a halo of fire. This was their third date, and Mike was already smitten—her laugh, her wit, the way her emerald eyes seemed to see straight through him. Tonight, he hoped, would be the night she’d come back to his apartment.

As the waiter cleared their plates, Jessica leaned forward, her low-cut dress hinting at the curves beneath, her lips curling into a playful smile. “So, Mike,” she purred, her voice like velvet, “we’ve talked about our favourite books, our dream vacations… but what about the real stuff? Tell me something about you that’s… unfiltered. A little habit, maybe? Something that makes you, you.”

Mike blushed, his fingers fidgeting with the stem of his wine glass. “Uh, well,” he stammered, his boyish charm only making Jessica’s smile widen. “I guess I’m kind of a mess at home. Like, really untidy. Clothes on the floor, dishes in the sink… I’m hopeless.” He chuckled nervously, hoping his honesty would charm her.

Jessica laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, Mike, that’s adorable. A little chaos never hurt anyone.” She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “But I’m talking about something… deeper. A predilection, perhaps. Something that sets your pulse racing.” Her foot grazed his under the table, sending a jolt through him.

Mike swallowed hard, his face flushing. “I, uh… I don’t know if I’ve got anything that exciting,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “What about you? You seem like you’ve got… secrets.”

Her lips parted in a slow, knowing smile, and she tilted her head, studying him like a cat with a particularly delicious mouse. “Oh, I do,” she said, her tone dripping with promise. “I suppose it’s only fair I share, since you were so honest about your… messy habits.” She paused, letting the tension build, her fingers slowly tracing the rim of her glass. “I’m what you might call a spermaphiliac.”

Mike blinked, his mouth going dry. “A… what?” he managed, his voice cracking slightly, equal parts confusion and curiosity.

Jessica’s smile turned wicked, but her words remained elegant, teasing. “It means, darling, that I have a rather… ardent fascination with semen.” She leaned back, crossing her arms under her chest, accentuating her figure as she watched his reaction. “The warmth of it, the intimacy, the sheer life of it… it’s intoxicating to me. The more, the better, if you catch my meaning.”

Mike’s heart was pounding now, his mind racing as he tried to process her words. “You… you mean you like…” He trailed off, his cheeks burning, unable to finish the sentence.

“Oh, yes,” Jessica said, her voice a sultry caress. “I adore everything about it. The way it feels, the way it tells a story of desire… It’s like a gift, don’t you think? Something so personal, so raw.” She leaned forward again, her gaze locking onto his. “I love exploring every aspect of it, savouring it, letting it consume me. Does that shock you, Mike?”

Mike’s breath hitched, his trousers suddenly feeling a bit tighter. “N-no, not shocked,” he said, though his wide eyes betrayed him. “Just… surprised. I mean, I’ve never met anyone who… uh, talks like that.” He rubbed the back of his neck, a shy grin breaking through. “It’s kind of… hot.”

Jessica’s laugh was soft, approving. “Oh, you’re sweet to say so,” she said, her foot brushing his calf again, deliberately this time. “Most men don’t know how to react. But I have a feeling you’re different, Mike. Tell me, do you ever… overwhelm a lover with your… generosity?”

Mike nearly choked on his wine, coughing as he set the glass down. “Uh, well,” he said, his voice low, embarrassed but undeniably aroused. “I guess you could say that. Some of my exes, they, uh… they weren’t exactly fans of how… much there was. Said it was a bit… messy.”

Jessica’s eyes lit up, a hungry edge to her smile that made Mike’s pulse race faster. She reached across the table, her fingers brushing his, warm and electric. “Messy?” she said, her voice a seductive purr. “Oh, Mike, that’s not messy. That’s magnificent.” She held his gaze, her touch lingering. “A man who can give so much… that’s exactly what I crave. I think we’re going to get along just fine.”

Mike’s breath caught, his shy smile turning into something bolder, fuelled by the heat in her eyes. “You really mean that?” he asked, his voice husky despite himself.

Jessica squeezed his hand, her thumb tracing slow circles on his skin. “Oh, darling,” she whispered, “you have no idea how much I mean it. I’m already imagining how… perfectly we’ll complement each other.” Her eyes promised nights of decadence, and Mike felt a thrill he’d never known before.

Mike and Jessica hurried from the restaurant to his apartment, their hands brushing with electric anticipation. The cab ride was a blur of stolen glances and Jessica’s teasing whispers, her breath warm against his ear as she murmured, “I can’t wait to see just how generous you can be, Mike.” His pulse thundered, his body already responding to the promise in her voice.

They stumbled through the door of his apartment, barely pausing to kick off their shoes. Jessica’s laugh was a sultry melody as she tugged him toward the bedroom, her fingers laced with his, leading him with the confidence of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted. The cluttered hallway—strewn with books and a stray jacket—went unnoticed as their urgency consumed them.

In the bedroom, lit only by a single lamp casting soft shadows, Jessica turned to face him. Her emerald eyes gleamed with mischief and desire, her auburn hair cascading over her shoulders like a fiery waterfall. She was tall, statuesque, her elegant frame moving with a grace that could grace the cover of Vogue. Her face was a vision—high cheekbones, full lips parted in a knowing smile, and eyes that promised untold pleasures.

“Watch me, Mike,” she purred, her voice a velvet caress as she stepped back, her fingers trailing to the zipper of her dress. With deliberate slowness, she pulled it down, the soft hiss of the fabric parting mingling with Mike’s ragged breathing. The dress slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet to reveal a body that was nothing short of breath-taking. Her skin glowed like alabaster, smooth and flawless, her curves a perfect balance of strength and softness. Her breasts were spectacular—full and firm, each crowned with prominent, swollen areolae that seemed to pulse with invitation, her long, thick nipples standing proud, begging for attention. The sight was almost too much, a vision of erotic perfection that made Mike’s knees weak.

Jessica stretched languidly, her movements feline, accentuating the elegant line of her neck, the gentle curve of her waist, and the flare of her hips. “Do you like what you see?” she teased, her voice low and husky, her fingers trailing lightly over her own skin, brushing just beneath one breast, making it quiver slightly.

Mike’s mouth was dry, his cock straining painfully against his trousers, rock-hard and throbbing with need. Jessica was more beautiful than any other women he had been with – he could hardly believe his good fortune. He fumbled with his shirt buttons, his hands trembling as he undressed, unable to tear his eyes from her. “Jessica, you’re… God, you’re incredible,” he managed, his voice thick with awe and desire. His shyness battled with the raw arousal coursing through him, his cheeks flushed as he shed his shirt, revealing a lean, toned chest. “I’ve never seen anyone like you.”

She stepped closer, her nipples grazing his bare skin as she pressed herself against him, her scent—a heady mix of jasmine and her own arousal—enveloping him. “Oh, Mike,” she whispered, her lips brushing his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “You have no idea how much you’re about to please me.” Her hands slid down his chest, deftly unbuckling his belt, her touch both commanding and tender. As his trousers fell, his erection sprang free, thick and pulsing, a testament to the effect she had on him.

Jessica’s eyes widened, a delighted gasp escaping her lips as she took in his impressive arousal. “Oh, my,” she murmured, her voice dripping with anticipation, her fingers hovering just inches from him, teasing without touching. “This is impressive! This… this is going to be delicious.” Her gaze locked onto his, her expression a mix of hunger and promise, leaving Mike dizzy with want.

He swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. “I… I want to make you happy, Jessica.” His hands hovered, unsure but desperate to touch her, to worship the goddess before him.

She smiled, stepping back to recline on the bed, her body an invitation as she propped herself on her elbows, her breasts swaying slightly, nipples taut and beckoning. “Then come here, darling,” she said, her tone both commanding and seductive. “Let’s see just how perfectly we fit together.”

The air in Mike’s bedroom was thick with heat and desire as Jessica closed the distance between them, her lips crashing into his with a hunger that set his entire body ablaze. Her kiss was fierce yet sensual, her tongue dancing with his, teasing and exploring, drawing soft moans from deep within him. Her tall, elegant frame pressed against his, her spectacular breasts brushing his chest, those long, thick nipples grazing his skin like points of fire.

Jessica’s hand slid down his body, her fingers finding his rock-hard erection with a boldness that made Mike gasp into her mouth. She seized him firmly, her touch both confident and reverent, tugging with an eager rhythm that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through him. “Oh, Mike,” she murmured against his lips, her voice a sultry purr, “you’re so big… so perfect in my hand.” Her fingers worked him with skilful strokes, her thumb brushing over the tip, making his hips buck involuntarily.

Mike’s hands, no longer hesitant, found her magnificent breasts, his palms cupping their firm weight, his thumbs circling her swollen areolae. He gasped with delight, marvelling at their softness and the way her long nipples swelled instantly under his touch. “Jessica… your tits are… incredible,” he managed, his voice hoarse with awe, his confidence growing as he felt her respond, emitting soft moans as he gently squeezed, and pulled on her long teats.

Jessica’s cheeks flushed a deep, rosy pink, her emerald eyes glinting with excitement as she arched her back, her body trembling with arousal. “Mmm, you like them, don’t you?” she teased, her voice dripping with heat as she tugged his cock a little faster, her grip tightening just enough to make him groan. “But tell me, darling…” She pulled back slightly, her lips parted, her gaze locked on his as she leaned in close, her breath warm against his ear. “This beautiful cock… does it give a liquid offering to do it justice? I need to know if you can give me what I crave…”

Mike’s heart pounded, but her words ignited a fire in him, his shyness melting under the heat of her desire and his own certainty. He knew what he was capable of— he had always won jerk-off contests with other boys at school, beating them hands down in both volume, and distance. His past lovers’ shocked reactions to his copious release flashed through his mind, but now, with Jessica’s eager anticipation, he felt a surge of pride. He met her gaze, his voice steadier, laced with a newfound boldness. “Oh, Jessica,” he said, his hands still caressing her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples, making her gasp. “I’ve got more than enough to make you happy. I won’t disappoint you—I promise.”

Her eyes sparkled with delight, a hungry edge to her smile as she pressed herself closer, her hand still working his erection, her strokes slow and deliberate now, savouring him. “That’s what I wanted to hear,” she whispered, her flushed skin glowing in the lamplight. “I want every drop, Mike… I want to feel it, taste it, drown in it.” She kissed him again, her lips fierce and demanding, her body trembling with anticipation as she guided him toward the bed, ready to see just how perfectly he could fulfil her desires.

They tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and desire, the mattress creaking beneath their weight as Mike’s hands roamed Jessica’s exquisite body. Her skin was warm and silken under his touch, her spectacular breasts bouncing slightly as they landed. Eager and emboldened, Mike tried to position himself between her legs, his rock-hard cock throbbing with need, desperate to feel her warmth envelop him.

Jessica’s laugh was a sultry chime as she placed a firm hand on his chest, gently pushing him back. “Oh, darling, not so fast,” she purred, her voice a teasing caress that sent shivers down his spine. Her emerald eyes gleamed with playful authority, her auburn hair spilling over her shoulders like a fiery cascade. “I want to savour you first… I want to taste that gorgeous cock of yours.” Before Mike could respond, she guided him down onto his back, her movements graceful yet commanding, her tall, elegant frame looming over him like a goddess.

Mike’s breath hitched as Jessica lowered herself, her lips brushing along his chest, trailing kisses down his stomach, her long fingers grazing his thighs. “Jessica…” he murmured, his voice thick with anticipation, his erection straining toward her. She smiled up at him, her Vogue-worthy face radiant with desire, and wrapped her hand around his thick shaft, giving it slow, deliberate strokes that made him groan.

Her lips parted, and she took him into her mouth with a sensual intensity that nearly undid him. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing the sensitive ridge before she slid him deeper, her mouth warm and wet, her movements slow and deliberate, savouring every inch. Mike’s hands clenched the sheets, his hips twitching as she worked him with expert precision, her lips and tongue creating a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through him. “God, Jessica,” he gasped, his voice hoarse, “you’re… you’re too good at this.”

She hummed around him, the vibration sending a jolt through his body, her eyes locking onto his with a wicked glint. She pulled back just enough to speak, her lips glistening, her voice low and sultry. “Mmm, I love how you taste, Mike… so ready for me.” She flicked her tongue over the tip again, making him shudder. “But don’t you dare come yet… I have plans for you.”

Mike groaned, his head falling back against the pillow, his control fraying under her skilful ministrations. “Jessica, you’re… you’re gonna make me lose it,” he panted, his voice tinged with both awe and desperation. “You’re so fucking good at sucking cock… I don’t know how long I can hold on.”

With a final, teasing lick, Jessica released him, her smile triumphant as she crawled up his body, her breasts swaying enticingly, those long, thick nipples brushing against his skin. She reclined on the bed, her movements languid and deliberate, and spread her legs wide, revealing herself to him. Her pussy was a vision of raw beauty—long, thick, swollen labia glistening with her arousal, framing a large, prominent clitoris that pulsed with need. The sight made Mike’s mouth water, his cock throbbing harder at the invitation.

“My turn,” Jessica said, her voice a sultry command as she reached for him, her fingers tangling in his hair. She pulled his head down to her pussy, her scent—a heady mix of musk and sweetness—flooding his senses. “Show me how much you want me, Mike,” she whispered, her tone dripping with anticipation. “Taste me… make me feel it.”

Mike didn’t hesitate, his lips finding her with a hunger he hadn’t known he possessed. He delighted in her smell and taste, a rich, intoxicating blend that drove him wild. His tongue traced the length of her swollen labia, savouring their softness before circling her prominent clit, drawing a sharp gasp from her. He licked and sucked with fervour, his tongue thrusting into her as deep as he could go, exploring her warmth, her wetness coating his lips and chin. Jessica writhed beneath him, her hips bucking, her moans filling the room like a symphony of ecstasy. “Yes, Mike… oh, right there,” she gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair, urging him deeper. “You’re… you’re perfect.”

Her body trembled, her thighs quivering around his head as he worshipped her, his own arousal spiking with every moan, every shudder. Jessica’s pleasure was electric, her elegant frame arching off the bed, her spectacular breasts heaving as she surrendered to the sensations he was giving her. “Don’t stop,” she breathed, her voice thick with need, her flushed skin glowing in the lamplight. “Make me come, Mike… I/m so close!”

Mike’s lips and tongue worked with relentless devotion, lost in the intoxicating taste and scent of Jessica’s pussy. Her long, swollen labia glistened under his ministrations, her prominent clit throbbing against his tongue as he alternated between slow, teasing circles and deep, probing thrusts into her slick warmth. Jessica’s moans grew louder, more desperate, her elegant body writhing on the bed, her auburn hair splayed across the pillow like a fiery halo. Her spectacular breasts heaved with each ragged breath, her thick nipples standing taut, begging for touch.

“Oh, Mike… yes, just like that,” she gasped, her voice a sultry mix of command and surrender, her fingers gripping his hair tightly, urging him deeper. Her hips rocked against his face, her thighs trembling as she climbed higher, her arousal coating his lips and chin. “You’re… you’re driving me wild,” she panted, her words breaking into a low moan as he sucked her clit gently, his tongue flicking with precision.

Mike revelled in her response, his own cock throbbing painfully, aching for release but fuelled by the sheer pleasure of pleasing her. He thrust his tongue deeper, curling it deep inside her, tasting her sweet, musky essence as her walls fluttered around him. Her scent enveloped him, a heady aphrodisiac that made his head spin. He could feel her body tensing, her moans turning into sharp cries, her hips bucking harder against his mouth.

“Mike… oh, God, I’m so close,” Jessica whimpered, her voice thick with need, her flushed skin glowing with a sheen of sweat. Her thighs clamped around his head, her body arching off the bed as she teetered on the edge. “Don’t stop… please, don’t stop!” Her words dissolved into a keening wail as her orgasm hit, a tidal wave of ecstasy that consumed her entirely.

Jessica’s body convulsed, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his tongue as she came with a ferocity that took Mike’s breath away. Her cries filled the room, raw and unrestrained, her hips jerking wildly as waves of pleasure tore through her. Then, with a sudden, shuddering gasp, she squirted—a hot, forceful gush of her release that soaked Mike’s chin, dripping down his neck and onto his chest in a warm, wet cascade. The sensation was shocking, exhilarating, her essence coating him in a way that felt both intimate and primal. Another pulse followed, her pussy flooding his mouth with her sweet, slick juices, the sheets beneath her darkening as she trembled through the aftershocks.

Mike pulled back slightly, his face glistening, his dripping with her juices, his eyes wide with awe and arousal. “Jessica… holy shit,” he breathed, his voice thick with desire, his cock harder than ever as he watched her pant, her body still quivering, her swollen labia glistening with the remnants of her climax. “You’re… you’re incredible.”

Jessica’s laugh was breathless, sultry, her emerald eyes half-lidded with satisfaction as she propped herself up on her elbows, her breasts swaying enticingly. “Oh, darling,” she purred, her voice hoarse from her cries, “I should’ve warned you… I get a little… enthusiastic when I come.” She reached for him, her fingers trailing through the wetness on his chest, her touch sending a jolt through him. “Did you like that, Mike? Feeling me let go all over you?”

Mike swallowed hard, his confidence surging despite the flush on his cheeks. “Like it?” he said, his voice husky, a grin breaking through. “Jessica, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. You’re… unreal.” He leaned in, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself on his lips, her fluid still dripping from his chin.

She moaned into the kiss, her hands roaming his body, one finding his throbbing cock and giving it a slow, teasing stroke. “Mmm, good,” she whispered against his lips, her eyes gleaming with renewed hunger. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you… I want to see just how much you can give me now.”

Mike’s chest heaved, his body electrified by the sight of Jessica sprawled beneath him, her auburn hair fanned across the pillow, her flushed skin glistening with the aftermath of her explosive orgasm. Her pussy, still slick and glistening from her squirting release, beckoned him, its long, swollen labia and prominent clit a vision of raw desire. His cock throbbed painfully, desperate for her, and he could no longer hold back. “Jessica,” he rasped, his voice thick with need, “I have to get inside you. I need your pussy… now.”

Jessica’s lips curved into a sultry smile, her emerald eyes glinting with encouragement as she spread her legs wider, inviting him in. “Then take me, darling,” she purred, her voice a seductive challenge. “Show me how much you want me.”

Mike positioned himself between her thighs, his hands trembling slightly as he guided the tip of his rock-hard cock to her entrance. Her pussy lips parted for him, soaking wet and radiating heat, their swollen warmth kissing his sensitive tip. He pressed forward slowly, savouring the moment as he slid into her, her tight, velvety walls enveloping him in a deliciously wet, sucking sensation. She was everything he’d hoped for—hot, slick, and so incredibly tight, her pussy moulding to him like it was made for his cock. “Oh, God, Jessica,” he groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as he sank deeper, every inch a revelation of pleasure.

Jessica’s moan was soft and sultry, her hips tilting to meet him, drawing him in further. “Well, Mike,” she murmured, her voice a teasing lilt as she gazed up at him, her breasts swaying with each slow thrust, “does my cunt please you?” As she spoke, she clenched her inner muscles rhythmically, her incredible control squeezing his cock in waves that made his breath catch, the sensation almost overwhelming.

The word 'cunt' sent a thrill through Mike, raw and electrifying. He’d never been with a woman so bold, so unapologetically free with her desires, and it drove him wild. “Fuck, Jessica,” he gasped, his voice hoarse with lust, “your cunt is… it’s fucking fantastic. So tight, so wet.” Emboldened by her words, he began to fuck her faster, his hips finding a rhythm, each thrust long and deep, her slick walls gripping him tightly, milking him with every stroke. The wet sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room, a symphony of desire that pushed him closer to the edge.

Jessica’s moans grew louder, her body arching beneath him, her spectacular breasts bouncing with each vigorous thrust. “Yes, Mike… just like that,” she panted, her hands gripping his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. “Fuck me hard… I love how you fill me.” Her pussy clenched around him again, her muscle control sending jolts of pleasure through his cock, her warmth and tightness driving him to a frenzy.

Lost in lust, Mike pounded into her, his thrusts deep and relentless, the delicious friction of her tight walls making his head spin. He marvelled at how she met him thrust for thrust, her hips rolling, her body a perfect partner in their passionate dance. “Fuck, Jessica, your cunt is… God, it’s ecstasy,” he groaned, the word spilling from him naturally now, fuelled by her boldness and the raw intensity of their connection.

But Jessica, ever in control, slowed him with a hand on his chest, her eyes gleaming with a wicked promise. “Mike,” she breathed, panting with desire, “you’re incredible… but remember what I want - I want you to finish… in my mouth.” She licked her lips, her gaze dropping to his cock, slick with her juices as it speared in and out of her, as if already savouring him. “I want to taste every drop of it… I need it.”

Mike froze, stunned and delighted, his cock twitching inside her at the thought. “You… you want me to come in your mouth?” he croaked, his voice a mix of awe and arousal, his heart racing at the idea of her lips wrapped around him again, drinking him down as he spurted.

“Oh, yes,” Jessica purred, her fingers trailing down his chest, pinching her long teats, her touch igniting him further. “I want all of it, Mike… every last bit. Give it to me.”

Mike’s world narrowed to the searing heat of Jessica’s pussy, her tight, wet walls gripping his cock with every frenzied thrust. The way she rippled her inner cunt muscles on his cock was incredible, and he was torn – ejaculating deep in her cunt would be wonderful. Did he have the self-control to pull out and let her have what she wanted? His animal lust consumed him, his hips slamming into her with reckless abandon, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the room. Her long, swollen labia clung to him, her prominent clit brushing against his pubic area, driving her moans ever higher. Jessica’s breasts bounced wildly, her thick nipples swaying, her flushed skin glowing with sweat as she met his fervour, her emerald eyes burning with desire.

“In my mouth, Mike, in my mouth!” Jessica gasped, her voice urgent yet sultry, cutting through the haze of his lust. The words sent a jolt through him, her bold craving for his release pushing him closer to the edge. Her pussy kept squeezing him rhythmically, her incredible muscle control nearly undoing him, but her command anchored his focus. He wanted to give her exactly what she wanted.

Mike felt the familiar tightening in his balls, the pressure building to an unbearable peak. “Jessica… I’m gonna come,” he groaned, his voice raw, his thrusts faltering as his orgasm surged. With a desperate effort, he pulled out, her pussy releasing him with a slick, wet sound, her juices glistening on his throbbing cock as it slapped up against his stomach, as hard as iron. Jessica moved with lightning speed, scooting down the bed, her auburn hair trailing over the sheets like a fiery wave. She seized his cock in her hand, her fingers wrapping around its slick thickness, pulled it down to her and enveloped the swollen head in her warm, eager mouth.

Her lips sealed around him, her tongue swirling over the tip, and she sucked hard with a hunger that made Mike’s knees buckle. The wet heat of her mouth, combined with the firm, rhythmic tugging of her hand at the base of his cock, sent his ecstasy soaring. “Jessica!” he gasped, his voice breaking as her moan of excitement vibrated down his shaft, the sensation pushing him over the edge.

Mike’s orgasm exploded, his cockhead pulsing as he ejaculated in ecstasy. The first spurt erupted into Jessica’s mouth, thick and creamy, a powerful jet of semen that filled her mouth almost instantly. She grunted - a low, primal sound of delight, her eyes widening as she experienced the sheer volume of his release. She swallowed quickly, her throat working to take down, but another spurt followed, then another, each one heavy and copious, flooding her mouth with warm, viscous sperm. The thick, creamy texture coated her tongue, rich and slightly salty, and she moaned again, the vibrations milking him further as he spurted over and over, his body trembling with the intensity of his climax.

Jessica’s free hand slid between her legs, to her swollen clit. She rubbed frantically as she savoured his semen. She drank him down, gulp after gulp, her lips sealed tight around his cock, but the sheer abundance overwhelmed her. A thick globule of creamy sperm escaped the corner of her mouth, sliding down her chin in a glistening trail, coating her skin with a pearly sheen. She pulled back just enough to let Mike see, her mouth wide open, revealing a pool of his thick, white cum coating her tongue, more dripping from her lips as she rolled it around, savouring both its texture and its taste. Her eyes locked onto his, burning with raw, unfiltered lust, her fingers pushing escaping semen back into her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick her lips clean.

Mike watched, entranced, his cock still twitching as the last spurts dwindled. The sight of her—her cover-girl face flushed, her mouth brimming with his spunk, her chin slick with it—was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. Jessica’s fingers worked her clit with desperate speed, her swollen labia glistening, her hips bucking as she chased her own release. Suddenly, her back arched, her magnificent breasts thrusting upward, nipples hard and straining, as she came with a shudder. Her pussy pulsed, and she squirted again, a hot, clear gush spurting between her legs, soaking the sheets and splashing onto Mike’s thighs. Her body trembled violently, her mouth still half full of his semen, and it spilled over her lips as she moaned.

Mike’s breath caught, his heart pounding as he watched her tremble through her orgasm, her fingers slowing on her clit, her body glistening with sweat and her own release. “Jessica… fuck,” he whispered, his voice awed, his cock still half-hard despite the intensity of his climax. “You’re… you’re unreal. That was… the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Jessica swallowed the last of his semen, her tongue darting out to catch the final drops clinging to her lips, her smile radiant and wicked. She squeezed his cock, milking out every drop, eagerly lapping it up as the sperm exuded from the pouting slit. “Oh, Mike,” she purred, her voice hoarse from pleasure, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “You’re everything I dreamed of… so much, so much wonderful sperm!” She licked her lips, tasting the last traces of him, her body still trembling with aftershocks. “I am so glad we met – you're perfect!”