That, in point of fact, was why the first step in her sordid seduction had been limited to letting the boy jack off onto her – because she knew that it would take longer to cum the second time, and give her more time to enjoy licking and sucking his cherished prick.

She dove on his balls and ingested some more nutty nectar, nourishing herself on the seepage that was steadily washing down from his cockknob to his balls.

Then she flattened her tongue against the base of his thick cockshaft and slowly drew it up, tracing along the pulsing ventral vein.

At the top of the slurping stroke, she fluttered against the underside of his flaring, wedge-shaped cockhead. Then she repeated the long stroke.

Pre-cum flowed down and Diana lapped it up from the length of his prick. It was playing the appetizer, making her more and more hungry for his full load.

She turned her face, blonde hair tumbling over her cheeks, and fitted her parted lips against the underside of his towering prick. She began to rub her mouth up and down between his balls and his cock-knob, playing his prick as if it were some vibrating juice harp.

She hummed and sucked as she drew her lips up and down that iron-hard stalk. It jerked and jolted and more goo oozed into the corner of her mouth.

"Mom! Oh, jeez – Mom!" he gurgled, his head turned down, watching her play his cock like a flute.

Holly was watching this, too – and more, besides. As Diana's head went up and down on Jimmy's cock, she had risen onto her knees. Her ass was weaving about and her pussy was spilling over in her crotch and down her thighs.

Her hot-mouthed little daughter found her cunt as appetizing as Jimmy's cock and balls as she shifted her heated gaze from one focal point to the other.

Holly's tongue and lips were working as she graphically imagined plating her brother's prick and, with equal enthusiasm, sucking her mom's cunt.