Yes

Amy snatched a handful of her comforter and used it like a towel to wipe Greg's thick nut from her face. She hurriedly scrubbed at the musty ballgunk until she could open her mouth again. That was all she had time for before her mother knocked again.

"Amy, I am respecting your privacy." Her mother recited lines from the parenting book she had recently picked up. "I have knocked twice. Now I am opening the door."

The knob turned as Amy flung her dull pink shirt over her head and leapt from her bed. Her arms flailed as she struggled to get herself covered up. She got her shirt down just as her mother pushed the door open.

Thunk!

Amy tripped and fell facefirst into the door keeping her mother from entering fully, which was good considering she wasn't wearing anything below her shirt.

She hoped her mother wouldn't notice the puddle of clothes on the floor or that her left eye was still partially shut. Her eyelashes were clumped in an unflattering fashion as well, adding to her slutty appearance.

"Oops." Shannon Haynes giggled. "Didn't mean to thump you."

"It's fine." Amy grumbled using her palm to clear the gunk from her eye. "We were right in the middle of a science experiment. Did you need something?"

Shannon waved at Greg who was already fully dressed again.

"Oh, I didn't mean to bother you two. I just thought I…" Her face made a silly frown. "heard some funny noises."

Greg waved from the edge of the bed, highly entertained by the situation. "Nope, nothing funny here but Amy."

Shannon beamed at them both. "Yeah, she's a riot, isn't she? Honey, you've got something on your face."

Amy decided to play dumb. "Oh. I do?"

The skin around her mouth and cheeks looked dry and flaky even after wiping the jizz from her face. Her forehead was also wrinkled with semen residue and her light blonde hair had stiffened into Tim Burton-esque spirals.

Her mother almost laughed. "Yes, honey. I think you've been using too much product in your hair."

"Oh." Amy smirked. "You're probably right. Look can we talk later? We're kind of in the middle of-"

"And what's wrong with your eye?"

"Mom. Enough with the questions. Greg's helping me with my homework so I can get out of this stupid class."

Shannon smiled sympathetically. "Honey, it's not a stupid class. It's for special kids and there's nothing wrong with that."

She reached around the door and tenderly squeezed Amy's arm. It was clear she was going for a hug, but Amy refused to let her get any further. The teen could feel some of Greg's cum squelching in her cleavage and she was mortified to see some of it rub off on her door.

"Anyways, I'm going downstairs to get dinner started. You two have fun."

Once Shannon had done her motherly duty, Amy and Greg were left alone again.

"God, you are such a dickhead." Amy huffed. She used the bottom of her shirt to wipe at her face again, but the semen had dried completely.

Greg shrugged. "What's the big deal? It's not like you've never had some dude's cum on your face."

"That's not the point." She grumbled. "Anyways, you need to delete that picture. Now."

"Sure." He grinned. "After you make me cum again."

"Again?!" Amy couldn't believe he was hard again, but the nerd was already pulling his pants down again.

Despite her sticky appearance (or perhaps because of it) Greg was fully erect again and his veiny dong was dribbling precum.

She was hoping to quickly put the situation behind her but she knew that sweaty cock was destined to find its way between her breasts again.

"God, I hate these things." Amy cursed her bouncy melons.

Her tits bounced as she returned to the bed. The top of each creamy white breast jiggling in her pink top. She tugged her shirt down so Greg could see her perky tits pressed together.

"Let's just get this over with, huh? You fuck my tits, blow another fucking load all over me, delete that fucking picture, and then you leave me the hell alone."

"Keep the shirt on." Greg leaned back and spread his legs.

Amy's eyes vanished into slits as she crouched between his thighs. She grabbed his cock firmly and positioned her tits over his cockhead. She sat completely on her knees, bare ass touching the heels of her feet as Greg's cock slid perfectly between her soft warm melons.

The cheerleader turned cumrag fixed her shirt covering his cock but keeping his wiry pubes visible. She pressed her tits together with the palms of her hands, manicured nails pressing into her shirt.

Disgusted by the sight of his pubes, she tilted her head back. The view of his panting mouth wasn't much better, so Amy looked at the BVS poster on her wall while slowly sliding her tits up and down his member.

"Nnnng! God! Your tits are the best!" Greg whimpered loudly.

"Uh huh. So I've heard."

SCHLICK! SCHLICK!

Greg's precum joined with the previous cumload making Amy's cleavage feel much softer, and as she began to move faster, he knew he'd be cumming even harder this time.

The throbbing dong between her tits only encouraged her to work faster. Her ass bounced repeatedly, shadowing her feet as they came together in a wide V on her carpet.

Amy continued to grumble even as Greg moaned loudly.

It was only a matter of time before her mom came back upstairs, and Amy wasn't looking forward to explaining herself a second time, especially now that yet another top was slick with boy goo.

She and Greg looked down at her top to see his cockhead poking up from her cleavage, stretching her top and leaving a moist imprint on the cotton fabric.

"Come on, dude. Hurry up and cum on my tits already." Amy sighed.

"Nnn! GAAH! I'm- I'm trying!" Greg sputtered.

At this point, his feet were kicking the floor like a man desperately reaching for his brakes and her mother was sure to notice before long.

"Ugh, whatever."

Amy pressed her big doughy tits even harder, knuckles dimpling her breasts now. Her thrusts became longer, tits sliding down his cock until she could feel his sweaty pubes on the underside of her massive jugs. She felt the warmth from his balls as well and shuddered when some of his precum and ballsweat dribbled down into her navel.

"Fuck. I need to shower after this. I smell like your fucking nutsack right now."

"Unnnggh!" That was the last thing Greg needed before his member twitched between her tits. He planted his heels on the floor and his knuckles turned white holding onto her sticky comforter. "FFUUUUUCK!"

A fountain of jizz spewed from his cock until it was running down her chest like a frothy waterfall. There was a canyon of sperm between her tits now and it showed through her shirt in one massive trail. She stayed in place as long as she could stand, but Greg's second load somehow smelled even worse than the first.

SCCHHLURRP!

Amy frowned as Greg's member slid free of her perky slime covered tits. His nut was rolling down her belly. She used the hem of her shirt to wipe up the rest of his nutsludge before it could touch her pussy.

"Alright. You came again." She held out her hand. "Delete that pic or I'll do it for you."

"God, why does it matter?"

Exasperated, Greg fell back onto her bed.

"I already sent it to April." He sighed.

Amy was furious. She straightened her arms so that her hands were at her sides. Her tits came together with a wet slap. Clumps of semen came loose and fell from under her shirt onto the floor.

"You did what?!"