Pearl necklace

"...all over me!" she said, her blue eyes staring innocently into mine as she furiously wanked my cock. Her hand was slipping on my saliva coated shaft and she jerked faster, her tongue tapping against my bobbing dick. "I mean, is that okay? Can I wear your pearl necklace, James?" she asked, jerking faster and firmer, trying to coax the load from my balls.

"Momma?" she asked, keeping contact on my knob with her tongue, but just barely. "Can I wear his cum all day? Can we go to the mall so I can show off my pretty pearl necklace?" she said innocently enough, almost like she was asking to borrow her mother's jewellery. That gave me an idea, and it wasn't surprising that Syd was working his way to another hardon already.

"Yes baby," Sally said, slowly stroking her son's rod back to iron. "Good idea, sweetheart," she said and bent down to suck her son's rod back down her throat.

"Fuck yes...." both Syd and I moaned simultaneously as he started getting the sequel to the best blow job he'd ever had and I started painting his sister's collar bones and throat with an enormous load. Jane giggled and cooed as the thick ropes went across her tan skin, the muscles under her skin quivering with each splash of jizz.

"That's hot," Sally said, breaking off her son's dick just long enough to speak before noisily inhaling the impressive meat again.

"I'm glad you think so, slut, because your son is going to give you yours," I say. She moans loudly and I see her eyes roll back in her head as her fist starts sliding up and down faster and faster on Syd's rod, her lips locking around the head. Jane stays kneeling on the floor, waiting for my load to dry in her hair and on her skin, watching her mother suck her brother off.

"That's so fucking dirty," she whispered and her fingers find their way to her freshly shaved snatch, three of them slipping in effortlessly.

"Holy fuck, mom!" Syd manages to moan with his legs shaking. "I'm cumming!" he roared and Sally's lips smacked as the suction around Syd's meat was released and she kept jerking her son as he coated her shoulders, chest, neck, and even her cheeks in cum.

"Holy fuck, Syd!" I say, the volume of his spunk impressing me. By the time his dick had stopped dribbling his juice, it looked like Sally had been attacked by a glazed donut.

"To the mall, you said, slut?" I say to Jane, watching as she's still kneeling and riding three fingers like a bicycle without a seat.

"Yes, please!" both women responded as myself and my best friend exchanged a filthy grin.