She was licking her lips, as well.

She could hardly wait until tomorrow night when she would have the pleasure of drinking from his prick.

Then she pulled her tits back and set about the job of jerking him off. Her fist flew up and down on the throbbing cock, jacking harder on his prick.

He heaved up, fucking through her fist, his bails swinging up under his cockshaft.

Then, as he neared the crest, his swollen balls became too full to swing.

"Cum!" she gasped, slamming her hand down. His cock-knob ballooned and more juice seeped from the cleft. "Jizz off, Jerry! Juice for me!"

She glanced up at his face, delighted to see his features twisted into a mask of lust, pleased at how well she was satisfying him with her hands.

She squeezed his balls and pumped his prick. It was humming like a tuning fork now, so taut that she could have used it to play a fiddle or launch an arrow.

"Shoot, Jerry, cum on my fucking tits! Oooooh, blow off on my belly and tits!"

Jerry groaned, tossing his head back.

"Here it cums!" he gasped.

"Yeah, yeah! Slime off!" Debby gurgled.

Her fist jerked down and she felt his balls explode against the heel of her hand. His cockshaft shuddered as his load came spurting up through the hollow core of his prick.

A jet of jizz burst from his cock-knob and splattered onto her tits like boiling oil.

"Ooooooh!" she wailed, loving it.

He shot off again as her fist cranked up, cumming on the recoil. Spunk hosed her tits, splashed into her cleavage and swirled around her nipples.

"Don't stop, keep cummin'!" she moaned.

His cock was going off like a fire extinguisher, shooting in steady spurts. He creamed her tits again and a gooey glob spurted into the fluttering hollow of her throat. A jizz jet streaked into her blonde hair.