Funnel of Love

I was making some fresh lemonade using a funnel to drain the juice into a jug when a brilliant idea struck me. The juice was kind of white and looked really cool against the tan color of the funnel and I began to think of some juice of a different sort as I went down the hall to find my man. Tony was in his room having an entertaining online argument with someone about something really random, and I dragged him out of his room kicking and screaming to humor me and my funnel. It is never terribly difficult to get a batch of baby batter out of him, and on this particular occasion he held true to form. I waved my funnel in the air, dragged my special blowjob stool into the middle of the living room floor and challenged him to make every last drop down the narrow hole into my mouth. I figured he would definitely overshoot the thing and hit my face with at least one drop or giant squirt. I sucked on Tony's cock and stroked his balls until they began to swell with sweet semen, and then I lay on the bed on my back and held the funnel over my mouth. As he looked down through the hole to my pink tongue, he stroked himself until he finally poured a big puddle of lovely white jizz that slid right down the middle of my funnel of love and right down my throat. It was like shot-gunning cum, straight out of a beer-bonging frat house party, and I was the jizz swallowing queen! Look out tongue, over the tonsils here it cums!