"Oh, girls, girls, ladies, ladies!" Carl bellowed.

His brick-hard prick bulged in their hands. He came. A fountain of cum spat from his cock. A huge stream of cream splashed up high into the air.

"Mom, look!" Amy gasped.

"Oh, you bastard, Carl!" Janet barked.

"I'm cummin'!" Carl cried.

"Mom, look!"

"I know, dear. Pump with me on it, let's let him fizz it all out. That's what he wants."

Mother and daughter jerked the hard cock, their hands in time, pushing and pulling the thick prick. Carl leaned back and let them milk him dry.

He shot off a wicked load, the cream splattering all over, some on Amy's legs, some on Janet's legs. A hunk of thick cum hit Amy on her thigh above the nylons, then dripped down off the side onto the couch. "Jeez, wow!" Amy gulped.

"I know, he's really cummin', really shootin' off!" Janet remarked.

"Ah, ohhh, shitttttt!" Carl wailed.

When they had drained him, Amy and Janet let go of Carl's prick. He huffed and puffed.

Janet went to the kitchen and came back with a wash rag. She cleaned Carl's cock, then Amy's hand, then her own hand.

"That was soooo nice!" Carl whispered. Janet finished wiping and cleaning his prick with the warm wash cloth, but Carl's prick did not wilt. The cock-shaft was swollen even bigger now, and it seemed harder. The long, hard cock stood up proud and demanding, still thumping and wobbling.

The camera had stopped clicking. It had shot its load too.

"Okay, you can go to your room now, Amy," Janet said.

"No, no. Wait!" Carl protested. "What?"

"I want her to stay."

"She did what you wanted, even more, Carl," Janet said.

"I wanna suck her pussy!"

"Now you are getting out of line, Carl! Not my daughter, you don't. She's only a freshman in high school, for God's sake!"

"I wanna!"