He was kneeling over their mother, pumping his prick up and down as the woman cupped his balls in her hand and squirmed before him, ready to get soaked.

Holly stared at her brother's magnificent prick, then at her mother's sexy body, gasping and gulping, stifling the urge to cry out in her astonished arousal.

But they were too engrossed in what they were doing to hear her or notice that the door had opened slightly, as the crest surged in Jimmy's loins.

"Cum, Jimmy! Spunk on Mommy!" Diana wailed.

He drove his cock through his fist, the cockknob flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. His balls went off in Diana's palm and his cock rippled as the thick slime sped up through the hollow core.

Then great creamy clouds of cum were bursting from Jimmy's throbbing cockhead and cascading onto his mother.

Diana moaned as the boiling incest oil splashed on her fat tits and poured over her belly, so hot that she thought it might raise blisters on her tits, like bubbling bacon fat spilled from a skillet.

"Ahhhhh!" she moaned in rapture, wriggling joyfully about as her son sprayed her with his spunk and showered her with his slime, soaking her in the bubble bath that was spurting from his bloated balls.

He kept squirting off, shooting as his fist jerked back, then shooting again on the upstroke. His hips slowly turned and he played with his prick up and down her torso.

A jizz jet splashed in the hollow of her throat and a creamy cascade slimed into her deep cleavage. A pearly ribbon ran down her gently rounded belly and trickled into the thicket of her hairy vee.

Her face tilted up and she willingly took a steaming stream onto her parted lips. It ran back along her cheeks on both sides of her mouth. Her tongue slipped across her lips, tasting some of the sweet nectar.

He kept dosing her with foam, like a fire extinguisher on her fiery flesh. Diana groveled under him as if in some primitive, pagan ritual, worshiping the prick that was soaking her so thoroughly.