Needless to say, as this delicious shower of teenage semen inundates me, I too start to cum. I quickly pull my son down between my legs so his wonderf...l spurting cock can feel the blissfully pleasurable spasms of his mother's rapidly contracting cunt before he gets soft.My son's cock is now fucking me in my cunt and I can feel his cum-laden balls slapping against my ass as they continue to force endless gobs of sperm deep into my womb. At the same time that he and I are sharing this exquisite. Sunday looked like being more of the same, with Mom making all of us attend Church as a family, the first time in ages, and we returned home to a roast dinner, a long time forgotten tradition. Dad spent the afternoon nested in his armchair with the Sunday papers, Tom was in his room listening to music, Anne and Mom went visiting and I crashed out and read in my bedroom. After tea Tom wanted to attend a concert and he managed to talk Dad into taking him and Anne decided to go as well, when Mom. ”“Just like that? A couple of French kisses and then I put my tongue in you?”“It was in my mouth already,” she teased. “Why not down there?”“It’s a bit more intimate, don’t you think?”“Duh,” she laughed. “And don’t you want to see these?”She pushed out her chest and swept her hand past her breasts.“They’re pretty impressive even under the sweater,” I grinned.“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours!”“Not to throw cold water on this, but I didn’t bring rubbers with me.”“Well THAT speaks volumes. She covered her mouth again to soften her scream of pleasure. I had giving her, her first cock induced orgasm. She loved it and clutched me tightly and kissed me.Jill then said, “Thank you, big brother. You can fuck me anytime that you want. Really! Greta is going to love it too. I’m going to invite her over this weekend for a sleepover. I’ll tell Billy to stay away for the weekend. Maybe I’ll give him a blowjob. That’s all he has talked about in the last two weeks.”Then Jill said, “I don’t.