The others wake up.

When Zair decided to pull out, and cover both mother and daughter in a layer of his hot spunk; he discovered he couldn’t. Alva was whimpering loudly as her anal tunnel clenched around his member, apparently not wanting Zair to pull out just yet. The musclebound stud growled and did his best to extract his huge fuckpiece anyway, but it went at a tortuously slow pace.

Streamers of femcum escaped Alva’s twitching pussy, and she giggled girlishly as the slow extraction of Zair’s fat fuckpole triggered small, but rapid orgasms that caused her eyes to cross. When her daughter noticed that she was hogging Zair’s member for herself though, she wasn’t pleased.

A sharp, ringing slap echoed through the kitchen, followed by a shriek from Alva’s plump lips.

“Now, mother. What have you taught me about sharing?” Lyn huffed, before raining down another slap on her mother’s firm, shapely rear.

Several more slaps rang throughout the kitchen, until Zair’s painfully erect, throbbing cock left Alva’s shapely rump…which was now a bright pink. And then, without warning, ropes of hot, thick gluey jizz shot forth from his cumslit to splatter onto Alva’s reddened buttocks.

Lyn giggled, and began rubbing Zair’s cum into the halves of her mother’s ass, possibly as a way to soothe the pain. But Zair wasn’t done yet. More ropes of thick spunk shot from his cockhead, and wetly smacked against Lyn’s mountainous chest. This caused the younger blonde to release a squeal of delight as the hot, slimy cum ended up glued to her sensitive breasts.

In response streamers of milk sprayed from her nipples, to join the mess that Zair’s cumshot had already made, loudly raining down in her mother’s hair, and onto her discreetly muscled back. More ropes of jizz splattered onto Lyn’s flat belly, or joined the blonde’s milk on her mother’s back. It didn’t take long before the entire table was coated in a layer of off-white gunk.

When Zair’s orgasm finally came to an end, he had to sit down in a nearby chair while breathing heavily.

“So? What now?” Lyn asked as she put her hands underneath her mountainous milk dripping tits.

Zair only smiled in response…

“So, where are Alva and Lyn? Or Zair, for that matter?” Sienna asked Perrima,

“I don’t know,” the redhead replied. “But someone was being very loud in the kitchen this morning.”

When both of the women entered the kitchen, their eyes turned as big and round as saucers. The walls, the floor, the table…almost every inch of it was covered with a layer of thick, white slime. Sienna scooped some of it up with her finger, and brought it to her mouth.

“Well, Zair was definitely here at least.” Sienna mused.

“Obviously,” Perrima replied, trying not to roll her eyes. “But where is he now?”

“Why are you so curious, Perrima? Want to give him a go?” Sienna asked while raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, maybe someday,” Perrima mused. “When I’m not to my eyeballs in work for horny nobles,” she added. “But no, someone who can pump out this much jizz would make a fun little gift to a friend of mine.”

“I’m sure Zair is a fun gift to anyone,” Sienna replied. “But if you don’t mind, I’m going to go look for him.”

“Sure,” Perrima said as Sienna walked out. “I just wonder who will clean this mess up…”

At first, Sienna went to the room Francisca and Zair had shared the night before. But all she found there was her blonde friend still snoozing on the divan, completely nude. Sienna shook her head at her friend’s laziness, and instead went to find the room Perrima had left Lyn in the night before.

After opening the door, she found that Lyn was still lying in bed. She was missing her dress though, and the blankets didn’t quite cover her new, huge breasts. Sienna stared at the two massive globes for a few moments, until she saw droplets of milk escaping the young blonde’s nipples. Before checking in on Alva, Sienna couldn’t resist clamping her lips over a milk-drooling nipple and taking a taste…

But as soon as Lyn moaned, Sienna quickly pulled her lips off of the young blonde’s suck-able nipple.

“Delicious.” The curvy thief muttered, before leaving the room and making sure to quietly close the door behind her.

When she opened the door to Alva’s door though, she found a scene she had already expected…

Zair who was spooning Alva, with his massive cock firmly buried within her tight, firm butt. The blonde gasped and moaned softly in her sleep, no doubt thanks to the way the musclebound stud’s cock was throbbing against her anal walls, and Sienna noticed how utterly soaked with girlcum the sheets were thanks to this.

“Now…how to wake the two of you up.” Sienna asked herself with a grin.