Finally the orgasm subsided and I stopped tossing my head on the bed. May lifted her head up just a bit, releasing me, then slowly guided the tip of my hard-on through the pools on my skin. I watched her exploring the results of her action with fascination.
"Would you like to borrow a pencil or should I take dictation?"
She looked up at me and grinned, then put her tongue in a small glop just under my c**k. She drew it into her mouth and tentatively tasted it. After a second's reflection, she sat up beside me and said, "I'm no judge, but I think that would've been quadruplets."
I nodded, thinking how that orgasm had been building for hours now. I began to feel semen sliding down my sides. "Your sheets are going to be a mess. Towel?"
She jumped up and ran into her bathroom.
"Don't forg
