Yes

Had he been in a reflective mood, Ian would have noted that the single mega-gob which had been rocketed out of his cock to proudly make its way across the room had contained far more cum than what he could ordinarily produce in an entire evening, although there was cause to suspect that he would have reconsider the meaning of the word ?ordinary? in that respect.

However, Ian was far too preoccupied with gasping at the way in which his glistening dick was throbbing and how his wildly bloated testes were massaging the insides of his thigh, their rampant movement causing a rubbery sound to rise as a result of their creasing the plastic cover of the mattress.

He also failed to notice the thin streak of gooey ropes which the passage of his first jet of jizz had left at the top of Nurse Pennyweather?s head, or the smitten look which she was sending his way as she obediently remained on her haunches, both she and Miss Taylor alike suspecting that much, much more of the creamy balljuice was soon to come geysering out of Ian?s cumhole, and eager to be covered in it.

The tension inside of Ian kept building up for well past a minute, with the pre-cum resuming pouring out of it in large quantities, until he felt as if his cock and balls would burst. No matter how **** his need for release was becoming, Ian however remained too transfixed by the transformation that his already huge genitals had gone through to even think of jerking himself off.

Miss Taylor and Nurse Pennyweather were growing as impatient for Ian to ejaculate as he was pining for it to happen, and it was with an irritated ?How long is this going to be?? that Miss Taylor reached forth and clasped her fingers around the trunk of Ian?s turgid member, though its girth was too big for her digits to stretch all the way around it.

An embarrassingly shrill cry came from Ian as every muscle in his body tensed up for a second before a thick stream of cum began to jettison its way up from his balls and out of his angry, plump cockhead to splash into Miss Taylor?s face, the blonde vixen whose touch had caused the explosion of cum being hit so hard with the surprising jizz-blast that she was lucky to escape the experience without suffering neck-injuries.

Miss Taylor?s body recoiling as a result of the torrent of sticky goo had the side-effect of her letting go of Ian?s cock, which instantly shot upwards, forcing Ian to lean back in order to avoid another monumentally sized release of cum which narrowly missed his face as it rocketed upwards to splatter against the ceiling.

While her co-worker regained her bearings after being temporarily disorientated by having her face glazed with cum, Nurse Pennyweather sprang to her feet and leaned in over Ian, both of her hands clawing for his turgid, vein-popping member, twisting its business-end so that the next torrent of cum, which went on for ten straight seconds, would first turn her face into a mirror of Miss Taylor?s, and then coat her glorious boobs with a lustrous sheen of pearly white began to slowly slither down under the fabric of her dress as more and more of the thick cream was hosed onto her flamboyantly sized bosom.

With her dress soaking with cum from both inside and outside, Nurse Pennyweather was magnanimous enough to surrender her control of Ian?s rampantly cum-shooting fuckstick when Miss Taylor came vying for it, the mega-boobed brunette stepping back to finger her increasingly cum-soaked twat as she watched her boss take over milking-duty.

Having unzipped her cat-suit to expose her gargantuan, gravity-defying tits, her inordinately fit stomach and bald, shimmering sex, Miss Taylor signalled to Ian that he was in hands that were equally capable and debauched as she stepped to stand at the side of his tumescent prick, one hand struggling to control the bucking cum-tube while the other caressed his balls, the size of which put her in a lustful awe.

The way in which Miss Taylor was handling Ian?s cock meant that Nurse Pennyweather was still the designated target for his ejaculations, the busty nurse having placed herself with her legs jack-knifed beneath her and her palms pressed against the floor, her globular tits swaying beneath her while her jaw hung as far down as it could get as she basked in the shower of jizz that struck her, gobs of it falling from her curvaceous frame to start unifying into a puddle which came to surround her before Miss Taylor decided that it was now her turn to get hosed from head to toe with Ian?s balljuice.

Before Nurse Pennyweather was replaced by Miss Taylor as the willing recipient of Ian?s salty treat however the nurse signalled with girlish squeal that she had begun to climax, her girl-cum flowing freely from her feet to mix with the expanding pool of Ian?s cum at her knees.

Apparently, Nurse Pennyweather was either very easy to get off, or she had a cum-fetish. Then again, it wasn?t impossible that options were true.

Ian was kept from speculating on Nurse Pennyweather?s sexual preferences by Miss Taylor mounting him, his adamantly pulsing cock suddenly being pressed against her stomach and chest, the thick log of wet cockmeat pushing her tits wide apart as cum sprayed out of it to hit her already white-painted face, from where it would pulse down her neck and throat, slowly covering more and more of her with cum while she kept his cock in place.

As Ian announced with a sigh that his orgasm was over, Miss Taylor was covered in a coating of semen that ran from her forehead down to just above her pussy, with tongues of cum reaching down to her elbows and a good bit down her thighs.

?Damn!? Ian could hear Nurse Pennyweather cursing, although he wasn?t able to reason as to why she had said it, although that was revealed as she went on to say ?We forgot to take a sample!?

?Oh well,? Miss Taylor responded gleefully, ?we?ll just have to make this big boy cum again??