They talked about it many times. He just didn't have the nerve. He loved it when she did it, licking her fingers, tasting her cum.
To taste his own though, to dip his finger, bring it to his mouth, to taste, he always got cold feet.
So, they worked out a way, he would try it, if he didn't like it, the subject will never come up again.
Her legs locked around his hips, hands gripped his arms. She moved in rhythm to his thrusts. Harder then ever he filled her, deeper.
"FUCK," she gasped, flesh covered steel that's what her pussy walls squeezed. Knowing she was close, he fucked her harder, a jackhammer inside her. She arched, pulling him tight to her body, holding on as her orgasm hit.
Her tongue cleaned her cum off his dick, swallowing herself. He plumped in her mouth, she knew it was a matter of seconds. Yes! Hot cum filled her, spurt after spurt of his seed shot out. He went limp quickly, she moved to his mouth. Wild kissing, swirling tongues, sharing his cum.
"Well?"
"We will be doing that again."
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