"Oh! Ohhhh!" she whimpered. Her brother's fuck-juice felt as hot and as thick as melted lead as it hosed out of her cleavage and into hex face.

Tommy kept on shooting. His balls seemed bottomless, his spunk an endless stream. He shot as he thrust up and shot again on the backstroke. Jizz foamed in her cleavage and his prick plowed through that creamy tide and rocketed more of the sweet slime into her face.

Belinda was so coated with his fuck-juice that her face looked like a glazed donut.

Slimy strands of spunk streaked her parted lips and gooey globs slid onto her tongue. A pearly pool had formed in the hollow of her throat and her tit-cleft was awash with a frothy tide as it washed down.

Belinda loved that bubbling bath.

"More more don't stop!" she panted as her brother began to falter in his strokes.

A final geyser erupted from his cock-head and squirted into her open mouth. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed. Tommy was staggering, his legs shaky, feeling as if he had shot out his blood and bones. His whole body had gone limp except for his cock, which was still rock hard as he continued to jerk it erratically between her tits.

Belinda released her tits and grasped Tommy's cumbags, squeezing as if she wanted to pump them dry. The last of his goo oozed from his piss-hole in a trickle, running down his knob instead of spurting out.

She slid her hand up and folded it around his cock-shaft, frigging up and down a few times. Then she tightened her grip and pulled her fist very slowly up the length of his stalk as if she were squeezing the last drops of paste out of an empty toothpaste tube.

She sat back on her heels, her creamy lips turning up in a smile. Her face was filmed with spunk and her tongue slid across her drenched lips.

"Yummy," she purred.

Tommy stared at her, thrilled to see his kid sister licking his spunk from her lips.