My head flew back and my mouth opened in a noiseless scream as I intertwined my fingers in her hair once again and began humping my hips back and forth, driving my cock into her mouth before dragging it back out over her tongue.
“Gack, gack, gack,” the sound filling the room as she reached around behind me and grabbed my ass cheeks.
“Gonna cum, Naomi. Gonna cum, soon.”
“Let it happen, lover. Let it cum. Let it cum. Let me taste it. Let me feel it,” she whispered as she trapped the head of my cock between her lips and her hand became a blur running up and down my shaft.
“Arrgghh… arrgghhhhhh… arrgghhhhh… cummmMMIINNGGGGGG,” I yelped.
Gob after gob of my cum spurted from my cock head as she kept pumping my cock. White strings of cum quickly fill her mouth until it leaked from the corners and dripped down onto her exposed tits.
At the same time, she inhaled deeply as her body began to shake and quiver. “Cumming too,” she moaned.
The room around me seemed to evaporate and the only thing that held my attention was my cock continuously spurting over and over. I had never cum so much in my life and it felt as if her mouth was a vacuum drawing every drop from me. By the time I was done, I felt light-headed and was leaning on her as she gently licked my cum from the tip of my cock and scooped up the remainder with her fingers before sliding them into her mouth.
I thought about undressing her and repaying her efforts when the phone rang. We looked at the clock on the mantel, shocked.
“That time already?! I guess we’ll have to wait for the rest until later,” she whined.
“We can always go later… or skip the ball entirely.”
“Oh no you don’t. When I was snooping around I found the perfect costume and I want a chance to wear it.”
“Okay, okay. I surrender,” I said as I raised my hands.
“How about we use that tub and get cleaned up before we have to go downstairs for dinner?”
Since I was naked already, I nodded and headed toward the tub to fill it, leaving her to finish undressing.
“Hey, there aren’t any towels over here,” she called out.
“They’re over here,” I replied over the sound of the running water.
“Wanna throw me one?”
“Why,” I was about to ask when I realized that I’d never seen her completely nude.
“I guess I could pretend to be modest, or I could say I wanna keep some things as a surprise, but,” she whispered into my ear, suddenly pressing against my back, “the honest truth is it really doesn’t matter, now does it?” she asked as she stepped past me and into the tub.
For the first time, I got to see every inch of her body up-close-and-personal. Her hair, glistened in the sunlight streaming in through the windows and her blue-green eyes twinkled, mischievously, as she brushed past me. Her breasts were full, without any sag as I’d already seen, but there was a small heart-shaped tattoo in her right breast just above the nipple. And her nipples, though softened, were still the size of an eraser. Her stomach was flat and toned and her hips were slender while her waist was well-rounded giving her an hourglass figure. Her legs were long and toned from hours of bicycle riding, she’d told me, and between them was her hidden womanly treasure which was just barely visible and crowned with a patch of jet-black hair sculpted into a ‘V’ that pointed down towards her clit.