My wife discovered my kink years ago. Delighted, she now relishes it – especially after a night out.

“I’m bursting!” she giggles coquettishly once home. “Do you want me to do it?”

She never waits for an answer.

“Lie down!” she commands. Then she squats over my face, skirt hiked around her waist, panties yanked to one side, her enchanting cunt revealed and perfectly framed by dark stockings.

“Open wide!” she orders.

Moaning with relief, she releases her potent, acrid stream.

“Oh, that's good,” she sighs as her golden nectar floods my face.

I’m too busy decadently guzzling to respond.