Tara had never seen so much cum spill from one man before and she didn’t blink in case she missed the sight of it even when it landed on her eyes and eye lashes.
It was seriously as if a pitcher of milk had been emptied over her.
He bent down to lick his jizz off her face and then kissed her tenderly.
“Will you promise to visit me again?” Zeek asked her hopefully.
“Yes.” She answered. “Oh, and do you have a brother Zeek?”