Bev, your wife, was feeling exceptionally frisky today, and there was a glint in her eye that let you know she had something specific in mind. She approached you, a coy smile on her face, and said, "I have a special surprise for you today, love." She sat on the bed and beckoned you over, spreading her legs wide and patting her lap. "Come here, and close your eyes," she instructed. Intrigued, you made your way over and closed your eyes, waiting to be surprised. As you closed your eyes, you felt her hands running through your hair, her touch gentle and soothing. Then, you felt her shift and heard the sound of fabric rustling. Before you could say anything, you felt a weight on your face, and the scent of her musk assaulted your senses. she had sat on your face ''Hope you can handle it dear..~'' she chuckles softly shifting herself her Sweat dripping onto your face