“Oh, Bob!” she groaned, staring at the giant cock in the boy’s fist. His prick was beautiful, and she wanted to jerk it for him, to smother it with kisses and then suck it into her mouth and taste his cum.
Bob increased the speed of his pumping fist as he squeezed Mrs. Blumfeldt’s fat tit. The heat and softness, of her naked tit-flesh was driving him out of his mind, and he knew he’d be blasting his cum all over her tits in a matter of seconds.
When more clear pre-cum was knocked off his knob and splashed on her wobbling tits, she lifted the one he wasn’t feeling and stuck out her tongue. She licked up the little drop of cum as he stared in disbelief at the lewd sight. His hips began to hunch along with the pumping of his fist as he felt his balls begin to tighten.
“Are you cumming?” Mrs. Blumfeldt asked anxiously when she saw him tense.
“Y-yes!” Bob groaned loudly, squeezing his straining cock tight in his sliding fist. His cockhead was swollen, dark with trapped blood, and Martha licked her lips hungrily. The nipple of the tit he was squeezing felt like it was ready to burst it was so swollen and tight. She knew her tit was digging into his palm, and she realized with a pang how many years it had been since she’d been touched with such youthful eagerness.
“Agh! It’s squirting!” Bob cried, spewing out his hot, thick jism into Mrs. Blumfeldt’s face.
“Mmmph! Blub-b-b!” the woman choked as the enormous amount of sticky cum took her by surprise. But then she recovered and quickly swallowed the next torrent of creamy white cum. The freshness of that boyish jism thrilled her as she felt it slide down her throat.
“Ahhhh! Ahhh! Uhhh!” Bob grunted as his throbbing prick continued to pump the contents of his balls into her wide-open mouth.
He couldn’t believe it. He’d never expected Mrs. Blumfeldt to eat his cum. The sight was so dirty, so exciting, that he came as he never had before, and soon his hot cum was running from the corners of her overflowing mouth and running down her chin.
“Jeez,” he whispered at the sight of his cum hanging from the older woman’s chin and falling onto her massive, shaking tits. Thick strings rolled off her wobbling tits.
Martha shivered happily as the hot cum raised goose-pimples on her tits. The boy’s fat prick was still drooling thick globs of jism, and she leaned forward and hung her tongue out to catch them. In a matter of minutes Bob’s cock showed not a trace of cum.
“There,” she said, smiling. “That feels better, doesn’t it?” Bob nodded. “And you won’t peek at me any more, will you?”
“Uh, no,” he said, looking down at her soft tit still held by his left hand. “But, uh, do you mean…”
“Don’t be silly, Bob,” she said gently. She wrapped her arms around his lean ass and pulled him tightly against her. His hanging cock nestled in the warmth between her huge tits. “No woman who’s seen your cock and tasted your cum could stop after one look and one taste. We’re going to do this as often as possible, but don’t do anything to make Ann suspicious.”
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