So she headed back to her own room, intending to fingerfuck herself to jelly. And Holly was to get her wish. Sex And Holly was to get her wish. A jizz jet splashed in the hollow of her throat and a creamy cascade slimed into her deep cleavage. The voluptuous woman bridged up, shoving her tits out towards his prick. His joy was boundless – and his juice seemed to be boiling out boundlessly, as well, his sexual stamina magnified by the breaking of the incest taboo. She paused, cocking her head and listening. She waited for a while. Looking in, she was disappointed. He dribbled cum onto each nipple and spilled more into her cleavage as she turned. She didn’t know which tasted better, the pussy nectar or the cock spume, but sampled in the same mingled sauce, the flavor drove her wild. So did Holly. She was sorry that there wasn’t any more. Diana was so coated with white fuckjuice that she looked like her torso had been smeared with icing. Holly was so shaken by the scene that the girl went weak at the knees. He drove his cock through his fist, the cockknob flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.
