After a moment, she got up to her knees, careful not to disturb any of the sweet, salty cum still coating her body. She was careful, now, and tentatively licked his cock. It twitched, but he was gasping, and she could tell that he was spent. Slowly, she licked it completely clean, making sure to tongue-fuck the little hole at the end of his cock to get every last bit of semen out and into her body instead, then got up and opened the shower door, still covered in his orgasm.
Carefully, she led him out, toweling him down, before kissing his cock one last time, lashing it with her tongue. She enjoyed leaving cocks like this, hard and waiting for her again. She led him to the front door when he was dressed, still naked herself.
Well, that last part wasn’t strictly true. Cum still coated her chest and stomach, and the few spots on her face her tongue hadn’t been able to reach were also covered in sticky seed. She opened the front door covered like that, watching his cum sparkle on her skin. She waved goodbye to him as he left, massaging his cock slightly as he squeezed past her.
He turned to say goodbye. She simply dipped her hand onto her chest, fondling her tits and gathering up the cum he had deposited there, then sucked it up from her fingers and smiled at him with a little wave – form now-clean fingers.
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When Jacob returned, he found his bathroom in shambles. The shower was a mess, and Alice had told him to be careful, and that it would be better to use the master bathroom while they were getting it fixed.
That night, Alice got ready for bed while Jacob showered. She slipped off her clothes, into just her panties, and lay in her bed. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Richard wasn’t back yet. Soon, Alice found herself needing to pee. She squirmed, holding on for as long as she could. As soon as she heard the shower turn off, the pitter-patter of water hitting the tiles gone, she waited for thirty more seconds, then scrambled to the door of the master bathroom, pulling on a thin shirt as she went. It wouldn’t do for Jacob to see her in such a state.
She entered the bathroom, steam rising off the tiles and walls and hanging in the air, almost obscuring her view. She padded in, her feet cold against the tiles, her mind occupied by her need to pee. She turned the corner into the shower proper, and was greeting by an incredible sight.
Jacob stood, hand planted against the glass, utterly naked. Under him was a dildo – a dildo, covered in her juices. A dildo that she had forgotten. His other hand was stroking his cock, going back and forth, up and down, at an incredible pace, as he stared at that dildo, covered in her body’s own arousal, in her own cum.
She stepped backwards, the backs of her legs – her ass, really – hitting the backs of the counter behind her. Jacob’s head snapped up, and his eyes widened as he stared at her. His hand shot down to cover his cock, the other one slackening its tight grip around its girthy shaft, but it was too late.
Alice watched as her son came, spurting wave after wave of semen, onto the glass wall between them. She watched her son orgasm.
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