Honey In A Jar

She pushed me forward, fell at my feet and placed my cock in her mouth, sucking with a hard, constant friction. My legs felt as if they were about to give way, my knees almost buckling, every vein and muscle standing up under my skin. I closed my eyes, bared my teeth and came in an explosive flood. As I came she tilted her head back, closed her eyes, opened her mouth and smiled broadly. The world seemed to separate from me somehow, every nerve in my body imploded and shattered as she stroked my cock and drops of pearl white shot onto her mouth, her lips, her face. Running down her neck in a slow trickle to her chest, a thick drop of cum resting on one nipple. My knees gave way, slowly I lowered myself onto the floor in front of her. She pulled me to her, held me close. We sat there, weak, spent. Shaking like a cold animal by the roadside.

She whispered to me.

"Baby what was fantastic. do you realize what this means?"

"What?"

"We need a bath." She said with a smile.

Fade to black