"No, no, boys," said Gemma. "Tom, you wank Steve off over Claire's face and Steve, you wank Tom off."

Well, it seemed a little late to bother arguing, so I took hold of Tom's shaft and pumped him over my wife's face, he grabbed me and started wanking me, Claire flicked her tongue up and licked our balls one at a time. Gemma sat straddling Claire's chest, fingering herself over Claire's tits. The sight was just too much for both me and Tom.

"I'm gonna cum," I said. Tom started wanking my cock even faster and I could take it no longer, I let out a groan and shot a week’s worth of spunk all over Claire’s face. As I did, she slipped a finger up my ass just to make sure I shot every last drop. Tom was next. I saw the look on his face, so I increased my stroke and with a gasp he shot his creamy load all over my wife’s face. She was covered in our spunk and lay there letting it run down over her cheeks and onto the carpet. Gemma started frigging herself even harder, her face flush with lust as she finally collapsed, sending a thick wad of cream out of her cunt and onto my wife's tits. Claire remained frozen to the spot as we all lay around her, spent and satisfied. After a few seconds she propped herself up onto her elbows and started laughing. Cum was over every inch of her face and breasts. It truly was a sight to be believed, and we all laughed with her.

"Looks like you got your wish," said Gemma. Claire started scooping up the gooey mess on her face and began to lick it off her fingers.

"Lie back down," said Gemma.

Claire lay on her back and Gemma came over to her. She took Claire's head firmly in her hands and began to lick the spunk off her face. Tom and I just watched in wonder as she gobbled down every last drop before finally kissing Claire with a giggle.

"Well, boys," said Claire, "thanks for that show, hope you'll be giving us more of that a bit later."

Tom and I just looked at each other sheepishly; it would be a while before we could look each other in the eye fully that evening.

"Right," said Gemma, "Claire's had her wish, Tom's had his, looks like it's mine and Steve's turn now." She smiled and winked at me. "What's it to be, Steve?"

Fifteen minutes later I found myself in Tom and Gemma's bedroom tied and blindfolded to their bed with my legs apart. What happened next will have to wait until next time.