"Sorry," Candy gasped, choking the air into her burning lungs, "I'll try not to do it again. I… I couldn't help it."
Mike looked down at his crotch, noting the large gobs of sperm that clung to his hairs and the insides of his thighs. He grabbed her head and thrust her face over his cock.
"Well, the least you can do is clean up your mess," he said, having already forgiven her.
"Love to!" Candy said, her eyes widening with hunger at the sight of the delicious cream. "Mmmmmmmm, just love to!"
She scurried between his legs and began digging her fingertips into his wiry crotch, gathering all the spilled juice into one large, steaming mass. Then lowering her lips, she sucked the liquid over her tongue, lapping it down like a hungry kitten.
"Mmmmmm," she said, her voice greasy with a thick film of sperm, "I could drink gallons of this! So rich and creamy!"
"Put some on your tits and lick it off," Mike said, watching her with a fascinated expression. "I'd like to see that."
Candy took a large wad of jism and smeared it over her tits, until they glistened. She then raised her breasts, holding her hands under them, nudging her cum-soaked nipples to her parted lips. She looked at Mike, her eyes glinting with growing ecstasy, as she began lapping the tit-flavored semen into her throat.
"You like watching me do this?" she asked, savoring the hot flavor of his orgasm, mixed with the perfume of her own body. "Hmmmmmm?"
"I sure do," Mike said. "Come on, do it some more."
Candy placed her palm under her ass and tightened the muscles of her shit canal. A large stream of sperm oozed into her hand, some of it forming web-like strands as they seeped between her fingers. She then raised her hand high in the air, her head held back, letting the fluid drop to her open mouth.
"Ahhhhh!" she said, her breath and the cum mixing, causing a gurgling sound. "I could drink this forever!"
"Well, why don't you get it right from the source?" Mike asked with a grin. "Since you like it so much, maybe a fresh load would do you… us, both… some good."
Candy lowered her face to his throbbing cock and opened her mouth, ready to gulp it down, when she heard a choking moan from the other bedroom.
"I guess Lance got my aunt's pussy to cooking after all," she laughed. "Just like I'm gonna cook your meat with my hot, little mouth!"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Margie sat back an her haunches, still able to feel the swirling masses of sperm scald the insides of her pussy. She licked, her tongue out and leaned forward, squeezing her chin between Lance's thighs. His balls nudged her nose, his wiry cock-hairs tickling the insides of her nostrils.
"You up to a blow-job?" she asked, placing her hands on the huge slab of cock that lay across his belly.
"As long as I'm up, I'm up to anything," Lance grinned.
"That's what I like about hot, young studs," Margie whispered, rolling her tongue between his balls, to the base of his cock, "they seem to be able to do it over and over." She inched her mouth up the underside of his dick, savoring the taste of cunt-juice and sperm. "Mmmmmmmm, how many times have you done it at onetime?" she asked.
"Who bothers to count?" Lance grunted. "Maybe seven, eight. I really don't know."
"I'll bet the girl did," Margie said softly, her lips now over his thick, pulsating cock-head.
"Hey, is this a fucking history lesson or a blow job?" Lance said, placing his hands behind her head. "Shit, lady, talk later. Right now, suck."
"You brute," Margie trilled. Then she gulped downward, sucking his entire shaft into her throat. She squirmed her lips around the hairy base for a few moments before licking back up to the end of his prick. "Mmmmmmm, such a big, hard brute!" she gasped.
When Lance felt her enormous tits crawl up and down his thighs, he sat up bending his knees. He reached under and pressed her creamy, round breasts over his toes, sliding some of the flesh across the soles of his feet. Her nipples were like twin cuts, throbbing against his ankles.
"Oh, baby," he groaned, wiggling his toes into the mass of tit, pinching it, pulling on it, "you have the best fucking tits in the world!"
"You like them, huh?" Margie whispered, nuzzling her face upward, to his chest. As she did this, her breasts engulfed his crotch, his prick throbbing between them. She placed her hands on the sides of her jugs and firmly sandwiched his shaft. "You like this too?" she asked.
"Shit, yes!" Lance grunted. Her tits seemed like a pussy now, only better in some ways. He jutted his hips upward. "Just… keep doing it," he gasped. "Ohhhh, baby!"
Margie placed her hand under his right thigh, pulling his leg up, revealing his hairy asshole. Then with one hand on her left breast, her right on the other, she massaged both his crotch and shitter with her tits.
When Lance felt her rubbery nipple slide into the crack of his ass, he flinched, his shit-muscles pulling the tiny projection inside. The sensation was overwhelming, almost as good as the way her other nipple, buzzed near his foreskin.
"Fuck, this is good," he groaned. His entire middle felt as if it were engulfed in a cunt. He began jerking and writhing, running his hands over her shoulders, and the back of her neck. "Christ, Margie, keep it up! Don't stop!"
Margie squirmed around, rotating her shoulders, feeling his prick dig forcefully into her tit. His shitter was also puffing on her other nipple like a mouth, squeezing it inside his tiny hole.
"Can I suck you some more now?" Margie whispered. Her mouth was becoming hungrier than ever, wanting the feel of his prick slapping between her tonsils. "Please?"
What a choice to make! Lance avoided it, by not saying anything, letting her make the decision. A few seconds later, he felt her hot, searching mouth engulf his prick and gobble down to his hairs.
"Yes, baby," he groaned, wrapping his legs around her shoulders, grinding her face brutally into his crotch. "Suck me… suck me good and hard!"
Margie shivered with pleasure, her head now fully surrounded by his hard, hairy body. She began gobbling up and down on his cock, jamming her right tit up and down his ass-crack.
"Unhhhhhhh!" she gurgled, feeling her climax build, sending ripples of ecstasy up and down her pussy-canal.
Lance couldn't take anymore of this agony, flipping her to her back suddenly. He stabbed his knees into her armpits and leaned over her face, holding the back of her head with both hands.
"Gonna… face-fuck you," he grunted, cramming his cock-head violently into the back of her throat. "Goddamn, I'm gonna rip your fucking jaws apart!"
Margie was taken pleasantly by surprise at his move. She seemed now a part of him as her mouth molded over his dick. She let him do all the work, merely keeping her lips parted, groaning softly as his thick cock-head slipped in and out, pulsating over the top of her tongue.
"Milk my nuts," Lance grunted, pounding harder into her throat. "Come on, bitch, do it good!"
With one hand, Margie squeezed and kneaded his balls. With the other, she diddled with his asscrack, occasionally darting her middle finger into his dark, greasy hole.
She choked, feeling the base of his cock begin to throb even harder. He was almost ready to spill his orgasm, making her purse her lips to capture his boiling juices.
"Suck… you cock-sucker!" Lance winced, his ass now bobbing up and down, his belly slapping noisily against her forehead. "Goddamn you, you whore, lick… it!"
Margie first felt his climax as it rippled up the center of his shaft, squeezing her lips farther apart. Then almost immediately, she got the first delicious taste. The huge glob of cum pounded into her throat, then exploded, sending streams of scalding juice in all directions – some of it even bubbling into her nose where it gushed from her nostrils.
"More… of it!" Lance growled, hammering in the peak of his climax. He could feel the swirling juices around his plunging shaft, making him hotter, more excited. "Suck, you… whore! Eat my cock right into your stomach!"