She could feel his cum shifting around inside the hairy bags. It was so stiff that he could have used it to launch an arrow or play a fiddle – and so hard that it might have done service as a battering ram or a crowbar. Diana fluted up and down a bit longer. Some dribbled onto his balls and Diana wolfed the gooey stuff up with relish, savoring it on her tongue, then swallowing. She cupped her tits, lifting the heavy mounds and dropping her head, tit sucking herself again – but with her son’s spunk flavoring her tits now. Jimmy was in hearty concurrence. Shall I taste your cockmeat, too?” his mom rasped. It was so stiff that he could have used it to launch an arrow or play a fiddle – and so hard that it might have done service as a battering ram or a crowbar.
