He pushed his prick up and Rebecca's mouth pushed down, taking it all. He cried out. His balls exploded in her hand and the hot sap rushed up his stalk. Rebecca held his prick deep in her mouth and felt the deluge gush out. The thick scum burst into her throat. It tilled her mouth to the brim. She swallowed quickly, making room for more, but his load was too great. She couldn't take it all. Cum bubbled from her compressed lips and poured down onto his balls. Spurt after spurt hosed her and she kept sucking greedily, unable to get enough of the delicious juice of joy.

"Ummm-ummm-ummm," she purred.

Bill collapsed.

He felt as if she had sucked more than a load of cum out of his cock and balls – as if she had dragged his blood and bone out through his prick, had sucked the very life force from him.

Rebecca continued to suck.

She was fairly inhaling his prick, desperate to milk every last drop of cum from him. His knob had stopped spurting now, but a few last drops trickled onto her tongue. She slurped them down, then used her nimble tongue to lap up the stray drops that had escaped her lips and run down onto his balls.

She leaned back, smiling up at him with creamy lips, her expression one of great satisfaction.

"That," he sighed, "was wonderful."

"Delicious, too," she said.

It was obvious that she had enjoyed blowing him. Bill, who was strictly heterosexual, had never been able to understand what pleasure a girl took in sucking a prick, but he knew damned well that when a girl enjoyed doing it, she did it best. And he loved to eat pussy, himself – he supposed it was the same thing. His wife, too, loved to give head but he chose not to think about that at the moment and under the circumstances, because she might at that very moment be sucking some other man off. He gazed down at the kneeling redhead, looking at her over the head of his cock as if it were a gun sight.