Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 12

He chuckled, and pointed to a spot on my leg, looking down a long string of cum gently making its way down to my knee, the rest making a sizeable pool spattered under the felled tree out of his view. I scooped it up and brought it to my mouth, I instantly knew it was mine and not his, I had a delectable sweetness that couldn’t be matched. He looked at me dough eyed “I can’t believe you did that” he stated, “well I wouldn’t want to go to all that effort and then waste it” I replied grinning mischievously.

I thought I would be more repulsed at the act I had just completed, the taste of him still lingering in my mouth, but instead, seeing him so helpless and out of breath, so utterly satisfied, I felt the same sense of pride as when I completed a task on my broadcasts, no, that was wrong, I felt a greater sense of achievement from this. My very core beamed with satisfaction, doing these things online and seeing a visible reward was one thing, but feeling it, tasting it and experiencing it was on another level. My body simply hummed.

Looking at his flushed face “I hope that fully makes up for you messing up with your client because of me” I quipped, the confidence now overflowing as our ego battle of flirting resumed. He stood, reached for my chin and scooped something from me, I took his hand and guided it to my mouth, sucking his thumb and cleaning of the last morsel of his seed.

“You’re incredible, y….you know that” he stuttered, once again faltering under the power of my seduction. “I do” was my reply, as I lead him by the hand away from the fallen tree and the puddle of my own fluids just in case he saw it and started asking questions.

My legs were still a little weak, and I didn’t feel I had the strength to run, Marc seemed happy enough with our stroll with his hand wrapped tightly around mine, as we made more small talk and basked in the setting sun and the afterglow of our orgasms.

We reached the busy area of the park and decided to resume jogging for the last part. It was hard going as I wasn’t as well tucked, I could tell Marc was in some discomfort too as his pace was way off. As we neared the park gates, we slowed to a walk, his arm wrapped around my shoulders and I leant into his.