Smart boy, she thought, grinning up at him. Either that, or you’ve been through this before.
“Okay,” she said, smearing his cum juice around on the fat, flaring knob again. She pulled her hand away, but instead of putting it back on his cock, she brought it up in front of her face and looked at it. She moved it even closer, sniffing at his sticky pre-cum coating her palm. She looked up at him, a quizzical expression on her face. She hoped the camera was getting it. “What does this stuff taste like?”
His cock jerking in her hand, and she felt the thick vein on the underside ripple under her fingers as more pre-cum surged up the shaft. She hoped he could hold it back just a little bit longer.
“I… I don’t know. Wh… why don’t you taste it and find out?” he grunted, staring down at her.
She thought about it for a moment. then said, “I will, if you will!”
He looked at her for a moment, then nodded frantically, his eyes almost bugging out of his head. He was gritting his teeth, and his fists were balled up, pressing into the cushions on either side of him.
“Hop off! Oh fuck it hurts to say that!” Phil grunted. “She’s gonna jerk him off! She’s doing the innocent nymphette learning just about sex! Come on! We gotta get over there!
Tracy, who had been cruising on delightful wave of mini cums, got her feet under her, holding the camera as steady as she could. She felt Phil slide up behind her. He started talking quickly, but quietly.
“You go left, I got right. Shoot them side on, with a little angle. We have to stay out of each others shot. Zoom to where you have just them in the frame. When starts he to cum, I’m gonna go behind the couch, you stay put, and we’ll get a close-ups of the cum shot from two different angles. Got it?”
She nodded, and squeaked when her smacked her on the ass. They both walked over till they were bracketing the couple on the couch, kneeling to keep the cameras steady.
Tilting his cock down even further, Lois cupped her palm under his cockhead and pulled her other hand slowly up the throbbing shaft, milking his meaty cockstalk, forcing more of his pre-cum to drool from the tip. Moving her hand away, she went back to pounding her fist up and down on his cock, trying to get him to cum now.
There was a half dollar sized puddle of his pre-cum in her palm, and she looked up at him as she slowly raised it to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue, dipping it in the pearly cock cream. She purred happily, then pressed her lips to her palm, sucking the rest into her mouth with a loud slurping sound. She licked her palm, cleaning up every last bit of his cum.
Tracy zoomed in on Lois’s lips as she sucked Kyle’s cum into her mouth, then panned back out slowly as she licked at her hand, then again when she lowered her hand.
“That tastes good!” she said, smiling up at him. She held her hand up, showing that she’d cleaned it all up. “Now let me get some for you!”
She ran her fingertips lightly over his cockhead, swishing them around right on his piss slit. The muscles in his neck bugled, and he made a strangled whining noise in his throat. Leaning forward, she held out her hand, her fingers inches from his lips.
“Do it, Kyle! I wanna see you taste it too!,” she panted, her fist a fleshy blur on his cock now as she pounded it up and down as fast and as hard as she could. “Do it, Kyle!” her voice taking on an edge. “Taste your stuff, or I’ll stop. I swear to god I will!”
Kyle leaned up a little, opening his mouth and letting her slip her fingers inside. She pressed up on his chin with her thumb, forcing his mouth closed.
“Lick, Kyle! Lick your sticky stuff off my fingers!” she cried eagerly.
Phil was moving around the back of the couch quietly, shooting down at them from one side. His mother was framed perfectly as she jerked furiously on Kyle’s pulsing prick meat.
Kyle moaned as his lips closed around her fingers, his tongue sweeping across her fingers as he surrendered to her. His hips arched up, and suddenly, a thick rope of spunk erupted from his piss slit, hitting Lois under the chin, and splashing up onto her face.
Tracy got close up of Kyle taking her cummy fingers into his mouth, then did a slow pan back, getting them both in frame just as his cock started shooting. She resisted the urge to rub her pussy, she knew she’d be spending many happy hours watching this scene.
“Oh my god, Kyle!” Lois squealed as she felt his hot cum splash onto her skin. “What’s happening? Are you cumming? Kyle? What should I do?” She leaned back, pulling his cock down so it was pointed right at her when the next heavy spurt burst from his piss hole, covering her from her tits to her neck with scalding hot jizz.
Kyle didn’t answer her, he was sucking hungrily on her fingers now as she fucked them in and out of his mouth. His hand came down on hers, pumping it up and down a few times, then fell away. She kept up her frantic stroking, easing her fingers from his mouth and adding that hand to his spasming cock meat.
She tilted his cock up a little more, just as the next wad rocketed out, hitting her on her upper lip. Her mouth dropped open, and another steaming jet of jizz caught her on the corner of her mouth, half of it splashing across her tongue, the rest skimming across her cheek in a sticky rope that clung to her skin.
Kyle was grunting and flopping like a fish on the couch, his ass hanging over the edge as his cock twitched and throbbed powerfully in her fists, his hot cum raining over her like he was pissing instead of cumming. He didn’t think he’d ever stop cumming. His balls were squashed up tight against the base of his cock, still flexing and contracting spastically in their shrunken sac.
Lois had her eyes open the whole time, and was amazed by both the volume of cum pouring from his piss slit, and velocity it was coming at her. She was already covered with it, but it just kept shooting out at her.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, she plunged her mouth down onto his quivering cockstalk, sucking it hungrily into her mouth. Squeezing his pulsing prick shaft, she pressed her thumbs against the thick vein on the underside, working them up slowly, groaning around the jaw stretching bulk of his cock as she milked his cum out onto her tongue.
Kyle moved his hand onto the back of her head, but just left it lying there, too weak by this point to move it. His mouth was hanging open, and a string of drool trickled from the corner. For all intents and purposes, he was out of it.
Lois wasn’t paying any attention to him, she was totally focused on his cock. She wasn’t jerking on it as frantically, she was milking his cock up into her mouth now, cleaning up every speck of spunk she could find on his bloated cockknob. Letting his cockhead slip slowly out of her mouth, she started running her lips and tongue up and down the length of his cockshaft from the base up to just under the flaring knob, working her way around his enormous cockshaft until it shone with a glistening sheen of her spit.
Sitting back on her heels, proud that she’d cleaned up ever drop of his cum from his cock, she looked up at him. She was disappointed at the condition he was in, but she understood. She knew that he had cum at least twice today, and she’d just sucked and jerked a load out of his balls that would have killed a man her age. She smiled, knowing that tomorrow, his balls would be recharged, and she’d be able to play with him again.
“Cut! That’s a wrap! Print it!” Phil crowed.
Tracy pressed stop, then record again on the camera, and knelt down next to Lois.
“Here,” she said, pressing the camera into her hand. “Your turn.”
Lois over at her dumbly, but Tracy was already gone. Lois looked up and saw her step up on the couch and hop over the back, then pull Phil down onto the floor with her.
She was reaching for his cock as he slid over her.
“Just stick it in, and fuck me hard and fast, no frills. Just cum in me. Got it?” she said, grinning up at him.
“Got it.” he grinned as he started sliding his cock into her. “Count.”
He got his arms under her shoulders and spread his knees wider, then started hammering his cock in and out of her sopping wet cunt hole as hard as he could.