"Yeah-milk your cum off on me, Jimmy," she whimpered.

She grasped her teeshirt and drew it up over her fat tits. Jimmy groaned at the sight of those plump tit-globes. Her pert, rosy nipples were standing out like rockets ready to be launched, and her mounds rolled together into a line of deep cleavage.

Bonny yanked the teeshirt off over her head, her blonde hair cascading over her cheeks. She arched her slender back and pushed her tits out towards her brother as he hovered over her. Her tit tips seemed to be straining toward his cock, while his prick, in turn, jerked out toward her like a heat-seeking missile.

Jimmy cupped his balls in his left hand mid folded his right hand around his cock. He squeezed and groaned as his fat prick throbbed savagely in his fist.

"Jeez-I'm so fucking hot!" Bonny wailed.

The girl cupped her tits in her hands, lifting the fat mounds and deepening her cleavage. With a double handful of fat tit, she brushed her thumbs against the tips.

Jimmy gave his cock a slow stroke. As his fist drew upwards, his foreskin rolled over the ledge of his prick knob, and as he stroked back toward the root of his cock, his cockhead flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.

"Oooooh," Bonny whimpered, gazing longingly at the naked slab of his massive cock crown. His pisshole was weeping steadily now, and his knob was frothy with preliminary jism.

She trembled at the thought that a load of that precious slime would soon be hosing her tits.

Jimmy pumped his prick again, grimacing, his face contorted by raging lust. Bonny's face was contorted too, her pretty features twisted into a mask of pure passion.

"Wait," she whispered. "Don't cum yet-" Jimmy stopped pumping his prick and held it by the hilt, like some weapon poised to strike.