Eventually, of course, he would have to empty his load off, but he was planning to wait until he had some privacy to roam the upstairs rooms, looking for some object to embellish the bare handjob.

The horny young man liked to jerk off into his mother's bras and panties and to sneak into his sexy kid sister's bedroom and spill his spunk onto her bed, soaking the sheets, getting a real kinky kick out of knowing that the nubile teenager would presently be sleeping in his slime. So he played with his prick casually, without working towards the creamy conclusion as he enjoyed the sound effects of a frantic fuck.

The boy would have been truly astonished if he had known where the jizz load he was saving for later was going to wind up in the end.

For fate was taking a hand here, preserving his hard-on and spunk – in accord with his mother's plans.

Holly was still asleep and her mother's lustful cry woke her, blinking in confusion, from the very interesting dream she had been having.

The teenaged vixen had been dreaming that she had parachuted naked into a prison compound, where dozens of handsome convicts, deprived of pussy for years as they served their sentences, all eagerly leaped on her while she was still in the parachute harness, throwing a savage cluster fuck into her from all sides.

Holly hated to have that dream interrupted before her cunt creamed off.

But then, realizing what the sound that had awakened her was, she began to listen happily. She played with her tits, kneading the mounds and plucking at the swollen tips, then slid a hand down to fondle her pussy.

She stroked her unfurled cuntlips, brushed lightly at her cunt, sank a finger into her fuckhole and frigged it in and out. Then, remembering all the wild varieties of her erotic dream, she hiked a hip up, slid her hand under her ass, and nudged a fingertip into her asshole, too.