Chapter 44

• MY LADY GROTESQUE
• She did not clean herself after I had spunked over her over-ripe, fleshy tits and her makeup-pasted face. She simply sat there, still in the position she had been in as I had fucked her, and with the cum that I had showered over her beginning to run down her chin to her neck and from her tits towards the gentle rolls of her stomach. In remaining like this, she was silently offering me an invitation to admire her and I was keen to accept it.
• She reached for her cigarettes, took one from the pack placed it between her lips, lit it, and dragged hard. She took the cigarette from her mouth and exhaled, and with her other hand began to smear the thick spunk over her tits, and at the same time, she rolled out her tongue to lick up what she could reach of the sperm that was running down to her chin.