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Chapter 20 by Impregmaniac Impregmaniac

Where does Paul cum?

All over your faces.

Not giving you time to rest, Paul commands the two of you to get on your knees in front of him. You both scramble to obey and he stands before you, beating off ferociously. "Open your mouths, sluts," he grunts, getting ready to blow his load. "I'm gonna cum on your faces, and I want to see you taste it. Oh, fuck yeah. I'm gonna cum. Here it comes! Fuck!"

You and Dahlia put your heads together and stick your tongues out when the first rope of cum flies over your heads. Paul adjusts his aim and his second shot plasters you from forehead to chin; his third, covering Dahlia in the same way. He cums for what feels like minutes, covering your faces and mouths in hot, white jizz. The two of you hardly move a muscle and by the time he's done, a mixture of spit and jizz has started to pool in your laps.

Blinded by cum, you hear your sister pull away from you with a squelch before you feel her sticky, slimy, cum-coated tongue enter your mouth. The two of you kiss slowly and passionately, wiping cum off your faces with your hands and start to either rub it into each other's skin or direct it back into your mouths, prolonging the cummy kiss.

Eventually, the cum is cleared away from your eyes. Blinking open, you look at your sister and you both giggle. Your bodies are glistening from a layer of cum, and you can see that you've both favored rubbing his cum onto your breasts and pussies. You giggle and kiss your sister again before an audible throat clearing reminds you that someone is still in the room. Paul is standing triumphantly before you, hands on his hips, with a bead of cum dangling off of his half-limp cock.

Licking your lips and teeth clean, you swallow loudly and open wide, showing him that every drop has gone down you throat. Straightening your back, you support your sloppy, cum-foamy breasts with one arm while coyly biting on your fingernail. "Ready for round two?"

Running a hand through his hair, Paul grins broadly and his cock springs back to life instantly, flinging the last drop of cum directly between your eyes. Suddenly, his smile disappears and turns into a look of pure agony. His hands fly to his chest. He chokes out a painful cry and falls over. And you feel yourself being violently ejected out of the room.

What happened?

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