“But, but Marge, I, I.” She grabbed his balls and kneaded them in her fingers.
“Don’t worry Billy, you still be allowed to put your tongue in my pussy, just not your penis,” she giggled as his breathing became heavy, “that will be for the other men only.” Margie’s eyebrows were raised, an impish grin on her face.
“Just think how that will make the my lover feel, after he’s had a big, satisfying cum deep in my pussy. Watching my hubby, with his frustrated little hard on, suck out every drop of his spent jism, I bet he’s gonna enjoy that part.” She bit her lip and gave her husband a little smirk. “I know I will!”
His orgasm came on sudden. He gave a loud shout and his dick exploded, the white froth erupted like a cannon.
“Aim well, Billy! Get it all in your cum cup.” She said with a smile.
“Ooooh,” the young man groaned, and his dick pumped volley after volley of thick dick cream—straight into the little green cum cup.
Margie giggled as she watched the spurting dick. “Well, it sure looks like little dickie likes the idea!” she beamed. “Just LOOK at all that creamy CUM!”
“OOOOOHHHHH,” Billy groaned, and finished up his big cum. He was panting like a mad man.
“I’ll make a few calls and see if I can set something up for this weekend.”
“THIS WEEKEND!” Billy exclaimed, “so soon?” He was still panting heavily—and everything seem to be spinning out of control.
“From the looks of things, I’d say you’re more than ready to get started.” She looked into the green plastic cup, then handed it to him with a smirk, “here you are, honey.”
Billy had a bad feeling in his stomach, as he looked at the large quantity of thick jizz in the green cum cup. Marge was already on her iphone.
“I think I already know someone who might be interested, dear,” she said, as she smiled sweetly at her husband. She held the iphone to her ear.
She looked at the shocked expression on her husband’s red face. She covered the phone, “Eat up, dear! Mother says it’s best for you to eat it all while it’s still warm!” Margie said with a smile, then returned to her phone call.
“Hi, uh, Kevin. Hi! It’s, uh. . .Marge. . .”