I requested, well I requested in the written word –a supplication for cum. I mentally requested and answered with an eager nod when he asked me…

“do you want me to cum all over your slutty little face?”

Having his cock in my mouth and my pussy all morning made me feel right, I was soft he was rigid. We rolled around the big hotel bed, making the sheets wet and messy with sweat and fluids, mostly mine. Underneath his body, his cock being fed to me–fucking my word hole, his large frame made me feel small. I like that. Mashing my tits together he plunged his slick with saliva cock in the mounds of soft flesh.

“are you ready?

I enveloped his cock more…

“do you want me to cum all over your slutty little face?”

My pleading nod said it all.

He slid from between my breast inching up toward my face.

My cunt throbbing as I watched him stroke his rock (have I told you lately how much I love watching a man stroke his own), his head dropping down, his eyes on me, moving in closer, his hand grazes my chin placing my face in just right position for impact. His stroke is slow now, everything is slow now. Slow motion. His cock twitching as strokes upward.
The years of anticipation building, finally I am going to feel cum hit my face. I am wearing the biggest fuck me smile. Lowering his, his cock one last stroke and his cum shoots out in hot streams of silver and white, cascading across my chin, cheeks and straight into my mouth. He taste good, my tongue begins to lap up the cum off my lips. My pussy continues to throb. He grabs the camera we have been keeping by the bed for such occasions–and snaps three in a row for my memories. Two of them are very hot, one is me with my big Vixen smile covered in cum.