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Good Clean Fun
Date: 8/10/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: AltKnight, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
she was worth, try as I might I couldn't hold on and with a strangled cry I exploded. Fat, thick, white wads shot out from the straining head of my cock and splashed across her smiling face, into her open mouth, down her chin, pulse after pulse releasing, she aimed my dick down to her tits as I gave them a generous covering too. Her hands reaching up now to work my hot spunk into her skin. I looked down at her as my cock slowly settled, she looked amazing, the blend of my golden piss and my milky cum covering her body just made my head spin. I leant down to her up turned face and kissed her deeply, tasting my own fluids from her eager tongue. I was just about to say I would gladly return the oral favour when there was a knocking on the door and a voice called out "Mariana?" We both stopped and look toward the door. I was glad I'd taken the precaution of locking it other wise we'd both have been in deep shit right about then. "Mariana?" My dirty little cleaner, who's name I now knew, wiped at her dripping ... mouth and answered the call in a language I didn't know. A short conversation ensued and then whoever it was seemed to accept her explanation and left. She stood and started wiping herself down, "That was my aunt, she's in charge here, we have to go. She will be back in a few minutes." I needed no more encouragement as I flipped my still dripping cock back into my boxer and zipped up. Mariana slipped her bra back on and I handed her the discarded tabard, which she slipped over her head. Within seconds it was an if nothing had happened, apart from the puddle of piss and cum that had escaped onto the floor. She grabbed the cleaning kit and cleared up the sticky wet mess easily. I helped her to her feet, and we smiled at each other, "I'm Ian. pleased to meet you, Mariana." Then we shook hands, which seemed oddly formal after the events of the last twenty minutes. I turned to leave and was halfway out of the door when she said, "Same time next Friday?" I smiled back at her and nodded. I've always loved Fridays.