On the first few sessions I thought that it was coincidence that she would withdraw, so asked if she would spit or swallow. Without any hesitation the immediate answer back was that she would absolutely spit it out every time, she just didn’t like the consistency or its salty taste, so here was a challenge for me . ( that is if I could put up with her ugly blubbery mass for too long)
Now as a big lady she was difficult to get close in between her legs and then up inside her so I had to be really really hard to stand much chance of staying inside her and cumming inside her which was really the only acceptable place where she wanted my cum to go . On the next occasion I wasn’t hard enough to stay in her for too long and she had already produced her bitter sweet fanny batter for me to taste . She appealed to me to cum and was happy if I did spill my load on her. She didn’t say where and with the light out and little chance of seeing what my fat partner was doing, I thought I would take a gamble on where my pay load would land by just spraying her upper torso. With my legs straddled across her wide topless chest she probably thought I was going to spill my love load over her globules tits , however in the dark I thought I would push my luck and try and put it on her face so edged my self higher up the bed and her frame.
Perhaps I should nt have had a sneaky OCC wank that morning as the quantity of my load was much less than would be normal. Furthermore with no reference to aim for in the dark, I was only able to drop a small quantity the sticky present on her . In the dark I heard her making some ooohs and arrrhs in protest and so went to switch the light on . My petty offering had not really hit my intended target but rather the hollow of her throat and on the upper parts of her cleavage ( so a pearl necklace which is always nice to see) . She was a little giggly but was demanding a tissue to wipe it off. I was compliant in getting one, but did take my time as I was enjoying her squirm at that fact my hot goo was over her. I slowly sponged this off her neck but retained the now damp, sperm soaked tissue in my hand so that I could brush and glaze her nipples. To which she jokingly said “You bugger!”. Like
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Stock hand job incident she really didn’t want to move or let the spillage run anywhere, so froze until I had assisted in the clear up.