Watched

Rex slapped her hand away. "Not this time, love. Maybe tomorrow night, but not right now." His guiding of her head became much less subtle and more forceful.
 
Sasha grinned, mouth full, and let Rex's strong hands direct her head. She felt his muscles tightening as he neared his peak and she gently pulled on his balls, prolonging their time.
 
Rex let his head roll back like a marionette. "Jesus tap-dancing Christ. Did you sell your soul to become a goddess of sex?"
 
Sasha laughed, sputtering with Rex's cock in her mouth. She increased the suction she had on it, and her head bobbed faster, tongue playing furiously over every part of his shaft.
 
With one more hoarse groan, Rex grabbed Sasha's head, holding her still with just his head in her mouth as he came into her mouth. He pulled out and gave himself a couple quick jerks, shooting two sticky ropes of cum out onto her face.
 
Sasha closed her eyes, in preperation before he shot his cum onto her face. A quick tongue and finger made short work of the pearly liquid and she sat back on her heels and smiled up at Rex.

"For the record, I haven't sold my soul."
 
"I've had a lot of fantasies about giving you a facial," he thought aloud.

"For the record, I haven't sold my soul."

"Any chance it's up for sale?" Rex asked slyly.
 
Sasha laughed, and stood up.

"What would I be getting in return if I sold it?"
 
"Night after night of mind-blowing orgasms," Rex responded. He crossed over to the fridge and pulled out a half-empty bottle of Powerade. He chugged half the contents down straight from the bottle.
 
"Sold!" She jumped forward and hugged Rex before swiping the bottle from his hand and finishing it off.
 
Rex smirked. "Now let's see... What other rooms can I screw your brains out in?" He held his chin in his thumb and forefinger with a sly thoughtful look on his face. "Ever considered experimenting with whipped cream?"
 
"You mean like putting it on a hamburger? No, I haven't" She winked at him and walked to the fridge.
 
"I was thinking of something along the lines of pie... Or clam... Or cat... Or..." Rex paused and furrowed his brows. "Okay, that's weird. I can't think of any more names for vagina that can be compared to food in osme way shape or form. I must be losing my touch."
 
"In some parts of the world," Rex answered with a shrug. "Goes great with baby, actually. And a side of tarantula." He then did an impersonation of the Hannibal Lecter slurping noise.
 
Sasha laughed hard and went to the fridge. She frowned when she opened the door.

"Eww. You don't have much food in here that isn't fuzzy. And you don't have whipped cream."
 
"I don't?" Rex went over to the fridge and looked in. "Huh. Could've sworn... Ah well. Maybe tomorrow night."

He scratched his head lightly. "Hmm. I wonder if I've still got those Halloween costumes in the closet upstairs..."
 
Sasha frowned at Rex.

"Silly boy." She walked to the back door and stepped out into his back yard, completely unaffected by the fact she was still naked. She hopped the fence into her own yard and went inside.
 
Rex watched her, somewhat impressed with her boldness. "Just when I thought she couldn't get any hotter."
 
A quick moment later, Rex heard the sound of his front doorbell ringing. He opened the door to find Sasha on the other side, a can of whipped cream in either hand.

"Damn.. I forgot to get clothes while I was home, didn't I?" She grinned wickedly at him before stepping inside again.
 
"You're getting hotter by the minute. You realize that don't you?" Rex shut the door and watched her every movement. "Now get your sexy ass up on the kitchen table and spread those legs."
 
Sasha giggled and ran to the kitchen where she lay herself across it and propped her legs up, spread wide.
 
Rex casually strolled up to the table and took the can of whipped cream. He tossed it up and down in the air from hand to hand. He slowly came around to stand between Sasha's legs before pulling up a chair. "You have the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen, you know that?"
 
Sasha raised her head to look down at herself.

"You really think so?" She ran her hand over her cunt and slipped a finger quickly inside.
 
Rex gave a pouty, puppy-dog face. "Is this the face of a man who would lie to you?" The then added hastily, "Don't answer that."

He leaned forward and kissed her hand twice before showering her thighs and her pussy in kisses.
 
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