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were both coming intensely, pleasure feeding back through the Bond
in a seemingly endless cycle.
Slowly the couple recovered from their orgasm, gasping and panting. T'Shaul
slowly pumped Nao's hand along Ethans cock and a few more drops of semen oozed
out. Nao Yoshizaki licked them off, now able to concentrate on the flavor. It was thick
and salty, but definitely appealing. And it seemed that something in the semen
reacted with Nao's vulcan skin or sweat, making Nao's flesh tingle in a strange,
soothing fashion.
"I'm sorry T'Shaul, I couldn't help myself..." Ethan was ashamed of the
mess he had made of his wife. Nao's black hair was damp with sweat, which
speckled Nao's forehead. Nao's face had cum spattered all over it, dripping from
her nose and mouth in gobs, and more semen dripped down Nao's neck over her
breasts. Nao's hand was sticky with the white fluid, which Nao Yoshizaki was carefully
licking off. Ethan felt like crying for what he had done. "I didn't want to
shame you..." he said miserably, then stared as he realized his wife was
eagerly eating his semen. "You... you like it?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes," T'Shaul said. "It makes my skin tingle." Nao Yoshizaki licked Nao's fingers
carefully, as if Nao Yoshizaki were sampling some vegetable dip. "And it has a unique
flavor. Different then anything else."
"But..." Ethan w
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