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Emma takes matters in hand.
Every few strokes, she'd run her palm up and over the large head. It felt spongy soft yet hard at the same time. Very curious.
Derek's legs were trembling. "I'm getting very close, Emma. Where do you want my semen to go?"
Emma had been enjoying herself so much that she hadn't thought about that. If the size of Derek's balls were any indication, there would be a lot of it.
"Where do you want to shoot?" she asked with a little giggle.
"Some women like it on themselves," he gasped.
That idea was a bit shocking. "They do?" Then she thought for a moment. "That's what you want to do to me?"
"If you'll let me."
She shrugged. "Okay. Just warn me when it's coming."
Paying more attention once again, she stroked him the way that elicited the loudest groans and the most trembling. Derek's cock began to swell and throb even more.
"Swirl one hand around the head. Yes! Just like that. Oh Christ, I'm going to cum! Get ready, Emma! You're going to make me cum. YEEEEESSSSSS..."
Derek's whole cock began pulsing. She quickly moved one hand down his shaft so she could control where the semen went and with the other, she gripped his balls snugly. Derek put his hands on her head to steady himself.
Rope after rope of thick, white semen pumped from the fat head. The first few Emma aimed down at her breasts, but then she let his cock rise a bit and some caught part of her chin. A stronger one came out and it streamed across the lower part of her face. Right at the end, she leaned forward, opened her mouth as wide as she could and just managed to fit the head in. She wanted to see if he tasted different than Peter had.
Finally, it was over as Derek sagged. His cock popped out of Emma's mouth.
"Oh my God, that was wonderful," Derek said as he flopped down next to her. "After I left you last night, I didn't, um, 'relieve myself' when I came home, and believe me, you had me pretty horny. I don't know if it was that, or just watching you play with me, or a combination, but I haven't cum that hard in a long time."
Emma felt quite proud of herself. An experienced male, the most experienced she knew had told her she was good. And it was only her first time!
She became aware that Derek's semen was beginning to drip. "I should go clean myself up a bit. I'm a gooey mess."
In the bathroom, she looked at herself. It was really quite a mess indeed, an obscene mess.
Derek had a brush, so after she'd washed away the semen, Emma straightened her hair and came out again, pausing in the doorway. It suddenly struck her that she was standing naked in the bedroom of a man not her husband, that she'd let him lick her to multiple orgasms the night before and now she'd let him -- what was the term? -- cream all over her face. Every single person she knew would be appalled, but Emma really didn't care.
Derek was flat on his back, one arm over his eyes. She thought for a moment that he might be asleep. When she cleared her throat, he stirred and stuck up his head.
"Everything all right now?"
She came over and sat down next to him, then fell back, turning her head to face him.
"I'd like to see what your monster feels like inside of me."
He reached out and stroked her cheek. "I would, too, but I'm afraid that's impossible."
She instantly felt deflated. "Why?"
"Because your husband will be home in a few hours, and if he's anything like me, coming home to a gorgeous witch like you, he'll want to make love. I'm afraid he'd notice a bit of difference if I'd been inside you a few hours earlier."
That made sense. "Right. Good thinking."
"Sorry to disappoint you."
She nodded then grinned. "Would you use your mouth on me again?"
Derek did not disappoint Emma on that score and she allowed herself make as much noise as his other women did.
Peter looked pretty tired as he met Emma in the arrivals area.