Meanwhile, Marge was licking her Homey’s huge cock and the drunken Homer was massaging Marge’s back, buttocks and legs under her dress. Then Homer...suddenly vomited into Marge’s dress and the vomit filled up, but it smelled fresh and Marge grinned as if she didn't mind. Bart was pumping his cock up his sister’s buttocks. Bart’s cock was large and very firm. Just as this was happening, their neighbour, Maud Flanders, came in with her beautiful church outfit. Marge asked, ``Maud, what are you. ”Hunter practically dragged her from the house, and into his car. He started the motor and gunned it out of the driveway.“Hunter, slow down. You’re going to cause an accident or get pulled over,” Faith gasped as they took a corner a little too fast.“Fine,” Hunter growled, taking pressure off the accelerator.“What has you all worked up? Is it because Jake is a drunk asshole and said more than he should have?”He huffed out a breath. “Yeah, Jake really set me off. But he was totally wasted, why am. Realising the reaction I had just got, I turned my rabbit up full, he took a massive intake of breath filling his lungs, in fact every ounce of his being. Tensing every muscle and sinew. I felt his luscious tool start to throb, and got my mouth ready to taste and swallow his cum. He breathed in even harder and then relaxed and exploded his red hot creamy load. It went everywhere, up my nostrel’s, in my hair, all over my lips, tongue so I licked and lapped it up. Tasting all his salty man juice.. So, I think, was I. ‘Two and a half hours is a long time to wait…’ she said, so quietly I almost didn’t hear her. ‘Yeah…’ I said, not wanting to push. ‘Yeah,’ she replied, taking my cock in her trembling hands. She held it oh so gently for a second, and then, carefully, like it was made of eggshells, she gently gripped me more firmly. I gasped, and she looked up at me. I’m not sure what she saw on my face, but apparently she was satisfied with it, because then my Mom slowly dropped to her.