Cum Down Her Throat!

With your cock lodged in your sister's throat, you explode. Pulse after pulse of your thick cum shoots down her throat and right into her stomach. Her throat tenses around your cock, milking every last drop you have. You flex your ass, trying to cram even more of your dick into your sister's mouth, despite being buried to the hilt. After several seconds, you finally withdraw and Melanie wretches up some of your cum and a whole bunch of phlegm all over her face.

Still holding her head, you shake your dick back and forth on her cum-covered face, smearing the mixture of semen and spit all over. Finally, you step back and admire your work.
"Fuck, Mel, you look like hell."
She mumbles something and reaches up to wipe her face off. Slowly, she rolls herself off the table and collapses on the kitchen floor. You look down at her and grin.
"I hope you liked breakfast, bitch."
You grab a few more pieces of fruit and pop them into your mouth.

And that's when Claire rounds the corner into the kitchen. She looks at you, big grin on your face, your cock slowly shrinking covered in your sister's spit and your cum. Then looks at the crumpled heap of your sister, sticky with syrup and looking like she just got royally face-fucked, which is pretty accurate.

"God dammit, David."
You smirk at your step-mom and shrug your shoulders.
"What?"
You glares at you with her hands on her hips.
"Look at the fucking mess you made on the table!"
You turn back to the table and see what she means. It's covered in syrup and bits of fruit, along with a large amount of a cum and spit mixture.
"Clean that up before I get back home, mister!"
And with that, she storms out the door and off to work.

You step over Mel, still lying on the floor, breathing deeply and still coughing on your cum, to grab some paper towels. You turn back to the table and stop yourself.
"What the fuck am I doing? This is your mess, you clean it the fuck up."
You drop the paper towels on Mel, taking two of them to wipe off your dick. You throw the used towels on Mel's head and head into the living room. You plop down on the couch, satisfied and stretch your legs.
"Ah, this is the life, man. I'm so glad I died and went to blowjob heaven."
You can hear Melanie starting to stir. It sounds like she's actually cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. You laugh to yourself, scratch your balls and plan your next move.