Wallace sure knew how to treat a girl. Mia couldn’t stop admiring the necklace. Not just the way it looked—that lovely golden glint—but the feel of it—the way it tickled and tingled against her skin. So sensuous.

It even had a golden sound. Oh, wait, that was Wallace pissing. She glanced over. What a nice penis. What a nice stream. It looked a little like her new necklace. What a fanciful thought. She hoped in the future this necklace wouldn’t bring to mind Wallace pissing. Not that that was so unattractive, but still ... Mia shivered. A strand of semen seeped from Mia’s sex and rivered slowly down her inner thigh. Silver. Now there’s a thought. Silver went good with gold, didn’t it? Mia had a sudden inspiration. Next time she sucked Wallace, she’d wind the new necklace around his cock. Then she could taste him and the necklace too.

Mia’s opportunity to taste the gold of her new necklace and the silver of Wallace’s semen came much sooner than expected. Gently Wallace moved Mia to the now-lowered toilet seat. His cock lifted of its own accord until the penis slit kissed Mia’s slightly parted lips. Wallace’s groan of pleasure aroused Mia. Her tongue tested the slick crown of Wallace’s cock while her fingertip tickled the sensitive spot just beneath.

The eruption followed almost immediately: jolt after jolt of warm, creamy cum. Some splurched Mia’s nose, some splattered her chin, some found the golden strands of her new necklace chain. “Honey,” Mia mouthed, looking up at her lover. And then she lifted the new necklace and tasted it clean.