“You, in!” Cassie commanded while pushing me toward the water. She continued by ordering Alex. “You move to the back of the shower and try not get any of that stuff on her.” Alex was squeezing his cock as tightly as he could but Cassie pushed him toward the back of the shower and he started to lose his balance. Alex let go of his hard swollen cock to balance himself as cum surged out of his cock right toward me. As often happens in panic situations, time seemed to slow down to a crawl. I could see the long white spray of cum jet through the air at an upward angle. I started to scream, which was a bit of a mistake. Alex’s cum hit me just above my nose and trailed downward getting on my nose, in my mouth, on my chin and neck. Alex’s next pulse of cum didn’t have near the velocity as the first and just pulsed out onto my foot. The remaining pulses just dribbled out of his cock and down, dripping onto the floor. I swallowed. It was an involuntary act. I don’t know why I swallowed but. Love Daniel." It could have been more romantic, I thought, but this was my ticket to him again. This time I will not back out. For it has been five years, and I have grown up a lot in five years. * I walked, step-by-step, up the cream, marble staircase. My dress was the colour of the clearest blue sky. It was embroidered with gold thread, and dainty diamonds were encrusted around the hems. Little mirrors were threaded together to make a tight belt. The lights streaming out the door reflected on them. My shoes clicked each time a stepped a foot closer to him. My hair (as dark as the night sky) was loosely wrapped around my head, and strands of it fell to my shoulders. Little pink and blue flowers were delicately placed in my locks. But my dress was nothing to be compared with my mask. From the moment I had read, and understood the invitation I set to work designing it. Emeralds and rubies were placed around the border of it. Feathers, as soft as cotton were arranged neatly around it..
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