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One long string of cum stretched from my cockhead to her bottom lip. She broke its connection at my end and suspended it above her mouth like a strand of spaghetti, and then lowered it into her waiting mouth. I gripped my softening cock and held it to her face. She used her tongue to lick it completely clean, and her fingers scraped the semen left on her face into her mouth. Then, as if she was squeezing the last bit of toothpaste from a nearly empty tube, she clenched her fists around the base of my half flaccid cock and worked them hand over hand toward the head. As more large gobs of semen appeared at the huge slit of my cockhead she brought it to her mouth and sucked the thick fluid into her mouth. Finished, she pushed my cock aside and cradled both tennis ball sized testicles in her hands, caressing them and then kissing each one.
"We can make these bigger, you realize...lots bigger," she said as she nuzzled them with her soft lips. I paid no attention to her statement. Little did I know that I would find out later how true that was.
I finally reached down and picked her up so she could stand. Her arms went around my shoulders and she planted a big, sticky, cum-covered kiss on my lips. She stepped back and smiled at me with a face that looked like a glazed donut. Her hair was matted on one side where she received a jet of semen, and her bangs were stuck to her forehead. Her clothes looked like she had been attacked with a squirt gun.
"You look like a mess!" I remarked. "A mess - but a very happy mess!":She shuddered with pleasure as she lowered her wet pussy onto his throbbing cock. Her mini skirt was hiked up around her hips, and she congratulated herself for remembering to drop her panties outside the door. She cooed and pulled the lust addled mob boss deeper into her cleavage. He started to thrust up against her, and she tightened her legs around him. After a few moments she leaned back and lifted the black curtains of her milk bra. Marcus stopped his desperate thrusting as Lauren's nipples were revealed. A drop of milk beaded on the tip of her left breast and it drew him in like a magnet.
Soon Marcus was sucking desperately on Lauren. She shuddered and cooed in pleasure, pounding her hips up and down hard. Despite his incessant suckling, Lauren did not allow Marcus to take very much milk. She did not want to turn him into a vegetable. He had a business to run on her behalf. Besides, withholding her milk drove him into a desperate frenzy that turned her on to no end.
Eventually she sat back, "Marcus, do you want to cum?" She asked sweetly.
He gasped, "Yes. Oh yes please."
She smiled, "Good. Then beg your Mistress for the right to cum. Beg Mistress
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