"I'm gonna cum!" Sharon squealed. "Oh, fuck, it's incredible. Fuck my cunt, Son! Fuck Mom's pussy! Ream my asshole, Paul! Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum. Fuck my pussy, fuck my asshole! Ahhh, yes, I'm gonna cum!"
Then Mark couldn't hold the cum-load in his balls any longer. Sharon gasped as she felt her son's milky cum geysering into her cunt, instantly flooding her pussy with a spouting, streaming load of her son's hot jizz.
"I'm cumming!" Sharon gasped. "Keep fucking me! Fuck my pussy, fuck my asshole! Gumming, cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Paul grunted, ramming into her asshole, feeling her cum-spasming shit-tunnel flex and contract around his aching cock. Then the hot spunk gushed up from his balls, making his prick jerk and throb in her bowels as it sprayed out its load of cum.
Wildly Paul bucked on top of her, squirting his last, burning drops of cock-juice into Sharon's sucking shitter. He would have kept ass-fucking her if his mother didn't suddenly pull him off of Sharon's ass.
Emily had been finger-fucking the whole time, incredibly excited to witness the incest on the bed. All her doubts and recriminations were now forgotten. She hoped only that Paul, Mark and Sharon would want to keep fucking with her for a long, long time.
Now Emily had to taste some cum. She waited until Paul flopped onto his back, then dove shamelessly for her son's cock, stuffing it into her mouth. His meaty cock was coated with Vaseline and shit-juice, but Emily didn't care. She sucked her son's cock as hard as she could, until she'd cleaned all the delicious cream off of his cock.
Then she went for Sharon's asshole. The puckered ring was swollen and stretched from Paul's savage ass-fucking with a thick glob of milky cum cream shining on the center of the sphincter. It was something Emily would never have imagined herself doing a week ago. Now she didn't care. Wantonly she applied her lips to Sharon's asshole, sucking, probing it with her tongue, licking her own son's cock-juice out of Sharon's rubbery sphincter.