“Well, if that’s the kind of thing that turns you on, sweetie,” Alyssa said mildly, “why don’t you just take another orgasm right now, too?”
“Well…” The other man hesitated.
“Oh, go ahead,” chuckled the black-haired girl. “Gosh, you don’t think he minds, do you?” Alyssa flicked her sultry lashes at her red-faced, drooling cuckold. “Why, look at his d**k,” she commented with matter-of-factly. It was purple-headed and agonizingly vein-roped, and everyone could see. “Brad must love this,” she smirked. “He wouldn’t have a hard-on like that if he didn’t want more c*m in his mouth, don’t you think?”
Still the other man bit his lip, apparently a little embarrassed by that line of reasoning.
“Aw, come on,” pleaded Alyssa prettily, “just give it to him. He’s a c*m-w***e—prove it to him. Show hi
