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Oh my god, the feeling is so gross and amazing at the same time. It's warm, really warm, like it was just pumped out of him. It’s thick and sticky, sliding down my cheeks. I can feel it starting to cool already, getting a little tacky against my skin. I have to keep my eyes squeezed shut tight because there's so much of it. A big glob is clinging to my eyelashes, making it impossible to open them without getting a mouthful. I can feel a heavy drip slowly working its way from my forehead down the bridge of my nose. The smell is everywhere, that strong, musky scent of his cock and his cum. It’s all I can breathe in. My face feels like a glazed donut, completely painted by him. I can feel some strands stretching from my chin down to my neck as I tilt my head. It’s such a mess. And the best part? Knowing my husband is watching this mess dry on my face while his bull just zips up his pants like he owns me. Because right now, he kinda does. Hey, honey? Come over here for a second. Don't be shy. I want you to give me a kiss right here on my cheek. Yeah, the one that's all shiny and wet. Don't worry, it's mostly dry now... mostly. Just a little taste of what a real man leaves behind. Come on, don't be a coward. Show me you're not jealous by planting one right in the middle of his mess. I promise it you'll love it!