Helping Husband Wank

My husband of 14 years really loves to masturbate. He especially loves it when I "help" him in some way. Sometimes all I need to do is let him watch me do yoga in my panties, he tells me I have his ideal body, slim, long legs, small breasts. Other times, he wants me to be more involved. I usually lick his nipples and talk dirty to him, or pretend I'm getting it from behind and making him watch me get fucked. He likes that one. Other times, I'll blindfold him and tell him there are several other people in the room watching and taking turns licking his nipples. He seems to really like group sex and cuckold fantasies, for some reason. We typically fool around at night, right before bed. I will have just taken a shower, so I'm clean everywhere. This particular evening, I was toweling off and noticed him on his back on the bed. He'd started without me. I wasn't surprised, as earlier that day he'd whispered that he hadn't come in over a week. That news had me somewhat excited, as well, because I like when he shoots big loads. Sometimes he shoots as high as his neck and chin, which I find to be both a turn on and mildly gross. I don't ever let him come in my mouth. Anyway, there he was slowly stroking away. I knew he was waiting for my help. I climbed onto the bed naked and crawled over him on all fours into a sixty-nine position. This drives him wild, must be the closeness. He loves eating my pussy, and I love letting him, but that's not for here. The position was perfect. I had a great closeup angle of him stroking, plus the added bonus of our reflection in the dresser mirror. I was getting wet and a bit naughty. I told him I had just been fucked in the shower by my lover and I needed him to "clean" me. He began lapping my swollen cunt as he continued to slowly stroke. After a while of this, I was getting pretty close myself, I glanced down and noticed a small drop of dewey pre-cum at the tip of his cock. A tiny white pearl. He knows I never touch the stuff, but tonight the combination of the view and the sensations made me dizzy. I did the unthinkable, I bent my head down and licked it. I had read that the precum was the least offensive of the semen family, so I gave it a try. It wasn't gag worthy, but I'll probably never do it again. My husband had his face so far up my pussy that he hadn't even seen the precum. But he felt the lick. He responded rapidly. One or two more strokes were all he could manage before, without warning, he began to moan and come. I was able to duck backwards and to the side a bit just in time for two or three thick ropes to shoot over my shoulder and onto my upper back. The rest fell harmlessly onto his stomach. Now I was freshly showered and clean, except for the wads on my back, and I didn't relish the thought of going to bed with sticky stuff. Plus, the come was pooling in that spot where it's tough to reach, and I didn't want to move for fear of it all sliding off onto the sheets. In addition, I was still feeling naughty, so I demanded that my husband clean us both up. In my case, however, he was to use his mouth. At first he refused, but then I reminded him that he had very nearly given me an unwanted facial. He was being punished. Obediently, he got behind me and began licking and slurping the come. This, astonishingly, got him hard again I could feel him growing against my ass. I still hadn't come, so I told him to fuck me from behind. He did, but that's not for here, either.