The moment is primal. More raw than what I expected. Nothing like seeing it through a screen. I'm feeling dizzy. I can't quite grasp the moment, and it suddenly passes. Did I miss it? Did I miss him creampiyng you? He did do it.
And this is how it begins. He kisses you and pulls out. I'm behind you, looking with a hunger, a thirst I've never known. For the first time, I can admire your creampied pussy in a state of arousal. It's not mine, I'm not deflated. I'm fully erect.
I slowly make my way between your legs. I smell before bringing my mouth. It smells both familiar and completely novel. It smells like cum, like sex. And it smells like my addiction. Like another man. And I get a first taste. It's warm and thin. Cum runs out, leaks on your anus. I tongue it. I lap it. It stings the tongue, it's raspy on the throat. Salty and bitter. I'm in ecstasy.
I finger your freshly fucked pussy and lick them clean. I want all the cum. I'm passionately kissing your cummy cunt. Your smooth, freshly waxed wife pussy.
You ask if that's me eating you. I say yes, and you reply 'Oh fuck'.
'Now kiss your wife on the mouth' Mistress orders.
I make my way up and as my mouth gets closer to your face, you say: 'honey, what have I done? Will you ever forgive me?' And you pull me in deeper for a wet passionate kiss.