Mike got home late and found his wife Lisa already in bed, legs spread wide, her shaved pussy glistening and leaking thick white cum down her ass crack.
"Fuck, baby, look at this mess," he growled, dropping his clothes as he climbed onto the mattress. "How many loads you got in there tonight?"
Lisa smirked, reaching down to spread her puffy lips. "Three guys at the bar. They took turns pounding my cunt raw. It's packed full. You know what to do."
Mike didn't need more invitation. He buried his face between her thighs, tongue lapping at the hot, sticky mess. The first taste hit him hard—salty, thick, mixed with her juices. He sucked hard on her hole, drawing out a long string of cum that he swallowed greedily. "Tastes like they fucked you deep," he muttered, then dove back in, tongue thrusting inside her sloppy cunt to scoop more.
Lisa moaned and grabbed his hair, grinding her pussy against his mouth. "Suck it all out. Every drop. They came so much." Mike sealed his lips around her entrance and sucked like he was drinking from a straw, pulling thick globs of cum into his mouth. Some dribbled down his chin but he licked it up fast, then pushed two fingers inside her to stir the remaining loads before sucking them clean.
He worked her over for long minutes, tongue flicking her swollen clit between deep sucks that made wet, slurping noises fill the room. Cum kept flowing—more than he expected. He swallowed one load after another, feeling his own cock throb hard against the sheets. "Jesus, there's so fucking much," he said between licks. "Your pussy's a goddamn cum dump."
Lisa bucked her hips. "Keep sucking. I want it empty before you fuck me." Mike obeyed, pressing his mouth tight and vacuuming out another thick rope. He alternated between sucking her hole and licking broad stripes up her slit, collecting every bit he could find. Her thighs trembled as he tongue-fucked her, pulling out more cum each time.
When the flow slowed, he flipped her onto her knees and buried his face from behind, spreading her ass cheeks so he could suck her pussy from a new angle. Cum had run down and coated her asshole too; he licked that clean before focusing back on her cunt. "Still leaking," he rasped, then sucked hard again, cheeks hollowing as he drained her.
Lisa reached back and held herself open for him. "That's it, eat their cum out of your wife's pussy. Make it yours again." Mike groaned into her, the dirty words making him suck even harder. He swallowed another mouthful, then pushed his tongue as deep as it would go, wriggling it around to collect the last traces.
By the time he pulled back, his face was shiny with spit and cum, and Lisa's pussy looked cleaner but still puffy and used. He flipped her onto her back again, lined up his aching cock, and slammed inside her in one thrust. "Now I'm gonna add my own load," he said, fucking her hard and fast while she clawed at his back.
After he pumped his cum deep inside her, he pulled out and went right back down, sucking his fresh load mixed with whatever was left. Lisa came hard on his tongue, flooding his mouth with her juices and the last bits of the night. Mike kept licking until she pushed his head away, both of them panting.
"Best cleanup yet," she whispered. Mike just grinned, already hard again, ready for round two.
