Ali's Art Ch. 04

My knees were weak and shaking, and I sat back on my heels, slid a hand along Ali's thigh and spread the slippery cum over her ass. She still clutched my other hand to her pussy, and I breathed hard and watched as a trail of my cum slid out from her now closed asshole and trailed down her thigh.

"Fuck, Tom," she gasped.

"Nearly got carried away there, Al. Sorry."

"I wanted you to. I think I wanted you to do it, Tom."

"I think we'd better stop messing around like this, Al. Before we go too far."

She burst out laughing. "This wasn't going too far?"

She rolled onto her back, pulled my hand and my fingers slid out of her with a squelch. She lifted my hand to her mouth and kissed my fingers.

"It's so much fun, though, Tom."

I nodded. "But dangerous."

"I guess." She pulled a face and laughed. "Oh yuck, Tom, I can feel your cum dripping out of my asshole." And still laughing she rolled off the bed and waddled through to the bathroom.