Just in time, as soon as her lips wrap around my cockhead, I let loose the first jet of spunk. My little slutty girl swallows it obediently while I continue to shoot stream after stream of sperm in her mouth; finally, my balls signal 'cargo unloaded' to my brain, so I pat Hope on the head signifying that she can get up. She does so reluctantly but then turns to me smiling while a thin line of cum is dribbling from the corner of her lips.
"I drank it all, daddy!"
I caress her hair softly.
"Good girl. Damn, Katie, you really got me going with that ball job!"
Katie removes my testicle from her mouth with an audible 'plop' before raising her head to look at me.
"Thank you, master. I am happy that you enjoyed it. My husband never did."
"Then your husband was either gay or an idiot!"
"Thank you, master. Should I continue?"
"Yeah, go ahead, but skip the balls this time, otherwise by the time you are done, Hope will suffer from indigestion."
