'Kathy, honey-baby,' Pleaded Martin. ' Go lay down on the beanbag chair,'
'Why, Martin!' Kathy said in pleasant surprise. 'Don't you want me to get on my knees?'
Martin shook his head.
'Such a gentleman, you are!' Kathy said as she flipped down on the beanbag. Unzipping her powder blue bell bottoms, she stuck her hand down her crotch. 'I'm waiting for you!' She crooned, closing her eyes in anticipation and opening her mouth.
Martin stood over her, then lowered himself to his knees, straddling her chest so his low-hanging balls rested heavily between her apple-breasts. He pulled back his foreskin and lightly touched her peach-lipsticked mouth with his cock head. He was completely surprised by her reaction. Kathy immediately swallowed his peach -sized glans and started noisely sucking on it as hard as she could.
'Kathy!' He said in shock. He tried to pull it out of her mouth with his hand, but her free hand reached up and grabbed his shaft with her free hand when she realized that he wanted to pull out. She sucked even harder. Then he felt her tongue swirling around his cockhead.
Martin hadn't masturbated all week and now he was glad. He couldn't take it anymore. 'Kathy, honey-baby, I'm gonna come!'
Kathy let go of his shaft and reached for his balls resting on her chest. Martin pulled out and aimed between here closed eyes and Kathy squeezed his balls with her free hand. 'Kathy!' He yelled in ecstasy, painting her face with a weeks worth of saved-up spurting, onto her hysterically giggling face.
Are you done?' She asked through slit eyes, still giggling.
'I-I think so' was all he could say. Then, 'Wow... Where did you learn to suck cock like that?!"
'She craned her neck upward to give his softening penis a slow kiss and Martin took the opportunity to put it back in her mouth. The phone rang. Kathy pulled his cock out of her mouth and said 'let me up, I have to get that!'
Martin stood up and helped her up with her free hand, the other still down her pants.
She rushed to the princess phone on the table and picked up the receiver. 'Hello? Oh, hello Pastor Tim! How are you!'
'Martin watched his cum drip off her chin onto the mouthpiece.
'Oh sure, Pastor Tim, ' Kathy finally pulled her hand out of her. Crotch and cradled the handset on her shoulder while she buttoned her pants and zipped-up her fly. 'About what time, then? Okay, see you then!' Before hanging up she wiped off the mouthpiece with a tissue before hanging up. 'That was Pastor Tim,' she said. 'He asked if I could come over to the church tonight and help him with the bulletin for next week. She picked up the hand mirror, looked at her face and burst out laughing. 'Wow! You REALLY got me good, didn't you?'
'I saved up all week. I didn't beat-off even once since last Sunday!' Martin stood in front of her hoping she would massage his semen into her face with his finally limp penis. Instead, she grabbed it, pulled back the foreskin and tickled it with her tongue.
'I guess Nancy was right. She said she couldn't take her hands off her big weinered boyfriend and I can't keep my hands AND mouth off of yours!' She laughed, causing more of Martin's cum to drip off her nose and chin, onto the table.
The phone rang again. She picked up.
'Oh hi, Nancy! It's Nancy! She whispered to him.
She listened for a while and laughed. 'You bet I did! He said he went a whole week since last Sunday without beating off. Because I told him he couldn't, that's why!' She lied. 'A gallon at least!' Martin heard Nancy shriek with laughter. 'I gotta go and clean up, Nancy.' Kathy hung up and finally grabbed Martin's penis and massaged the thickening goo onto her face. 'She wanted to know what we did after she and Patti left. By the way, if you still want to be my boyfriend you can't beat-off anymore,' still rubbing his cock over her face
'Yes, ma'am!'