"Cum, Jimmy! Spunk on Mommy!" Diana wailed. He drove his cock through his fist, the cockknob flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra about to stri...e. His balls went off in Diana's palm and his cock rippled as the thick slime sped up through the hollow core. Then great creamy clouds of cum were bursting from Jimmy's throbbing cockhead and cascading onto his mother. Diana moaned as the boiling incest oil splashed on her fat tits and poured over her belly, so hot that she thought it might. “I found some amazing deals all in one store,” Gloria said enthusiastically. “I never thought I could find bras that fit at Target but I got four new ones. Want to see them?” she asked. “Sure girl, show me the lot,” I replied cheerfully, never expecting just how she was going to show me the bras. “Great! I’ll be right back,” Gloria said grabbing the bags and heading towards her bedroom. A few minutes later Gloria emerged in a pair of sheer panties with a matching bra. They were black, lacy. The things she grabbed onto, of course, were my rapidly disappearing legs. I was being pulled one way and Tara was falling the other way – something had to give. What gave were my pyjama pants. They didn’t tear. They just slid down my legs and off, leaving Tara to fall with a squeal and an armful of pyjama pants. I found myself being dragged out of bed on the other side and into Liz’s arms –feeling a whole lot more naked than I would like.Fortunately I was wearing underpants but it was still. ” The middle-aged guy was inching closer, I think he got the gist of our conversation and wanted to listen in. “And what do you think that’s worth?” I asked. “Another twenty quid?” “Just for a picture of me in this outfit?” “Well… maybe more than one…? And what if you took off the outfit too?” “That’ll cost you more…” “Uh. OK.” “And no touching.” “How much more?” I had to do some quick mental maths. If I played this well, I might end up having the rent to pay at the end of the week. I turned to.