Then he leaned in and pressed his face slowly against my mound, my mons. xnx I couldn’t sit like that all night, feeling my brother’s cum drying on my skin, so I walked to the bathroom and quickly washed myself with a warm cloth, rinsed it, and quickly consigned it to the laundry. As I lifted my face from Paul’s chest I was surprised to find both my cheek and his chest wet with my tears. I had another coating of my brother’s sperm to deal with, so rushed into a quick shower. Like a true gourmet, I whispered quietly to him “hmmmm…almost mushrooms, with just a bit of sweetness,” and then, leaning in to whisper into my brother’s ear, I said “and you know, I liiiiike mushrooms.” At that moment I had heard that a man’s cum can be salty, tangy, but that wasn’t my
