Ah, who cares?

It seems like just you saying something gave Tommy all the permission he needed to stop holding back his orgasm. He moans hard and holds onto the base of his cock with a tight fist. Ropes of pure white cum, like elmer's glue, launch out of his flexing cockhead across both of your sister's faces. They stay put like good girls, Rachel with her braindead, cross-eyed stare, and Melanie, weeping makeup down into her wide open mouth. Thick goopy ropes drape over both faces. With his other hand, he pushes Rachel's head tight against Melanie's.

The sight is just a little too much for you. "Oh, fuck!" you shout and soon your own ballsack is tightening and firing salvos of cock batter in sticky arcs over their faces from the other side. You and your buddy moan and pant as your orgasms seem to go on forever, painting both slutty faces with dozens of ropes of pure white spunk. They lay across their outstretched tongues, mat into their hair and dangle off the edge of the bed. They splash into thick wads that glue the two faces together, fill open mouths, and split into two streams to make twice the mess in each shot.

It goes on for a solid minute, but feels like it lasts forever. By the time you're done, you're dizzy and glad for the hand you laid on Melanie's head to steady yourself. It looks like the girls have had a bukkake from the football team- _and _the crowd by the time you're done. The only reason you're sure the girls are still breathing is the huge, glossy cum bubbles that froth out of their still-open mouths to pop and deluge down their faces.

Both you and Tommy gasp and let your still rock-hard and throbbing cocks slap onto the face pile. There, both cocks twitch and throb with the aftershocks, occasionally burping out another dollop of post-orgasm jizz to join the mess. The two of you just catch your breath and remain there, shoulder to shoulder, leaning over the sister-face sandwich you just used as your free-for-all cum sock.