Cynthia drifted in dreams filled with her grandson's horse cock and big fat balls. In her dreams Sam was comfortably and happily tugging his donkey dick all over her house, and letting her tug him off, too. Blasting his loads regardless of where they were in the house at the time, completely comfortable with just freely nutting everywhere.
…Plorp!…
In the dream Cynthia was whispering filthy things while she jacked him off over her face, his cock intermittently burping up fat cum wads onto her forehead.
…Plurp plap PLORP!…
She felt so proud of her grandson for producing such big, dense, clumpy wads of sperm jelly. They plopped onto her face more and more frequently, the sheer weight of them making her swoon.
PpptthhhbbbbLORPT! Plap-plop-plorp-bllleeerrrpppttt!
Cynthia's eyes rolled around, and the room blurred and was swept away as she was pulled into wakefulness. She awoke to see Sam's engorged cock head hovering above her face, barely peeking out of his extensive foreskin. His huge cum slit opened wide and he let out the cutest grunt as his dickhole disgorged another big discharge of fat clotted jelly babies, the big clumpy wads his dick would often burp up before he was about to really start nutting. They plopped noisily onto her forehead and into her hair, thick and hot and gooey.
She smiled up at her eight year old grandson, who was currently squatting over her face, his feet planted on the bed on either side of her neck, his cute little ass almost touching her big heavy Nana tits. His adorable face was all scrunched up like he was really concentrating on milking out his nut wads onto her slumbering face, his little fingers gingerly stroking his throbbing donkey dick. He was stimulating himself only a little, obviously trying to avoid shooting his full load.
"Well good morning, my sweet baby boy! Did you come in here just to milk out the clumpy overflow from your nuts all over my face? Are these the big fat jelly babies you've been brewing up in your huge balls for me while you slept?"
"Hnnnhhh!" was Sam's response, his Nana's filthy words clearly pushing him closer toward blowing his load. His cock head visibly engorged and Cynthia watched blissfully as his coinslot dickhole opened wide again and burped up one long, fat, semi-solid cord of cum jelly, his massive cock head disgorging it with more force than the drooling discharge of a moment ago. It spooled out of his cum slit and onto the pillow just above the top of her head, only to continue its descent and flop wetly into her hair, down her forehead, and across one of her eyes before the sagging middle of it finally came to rest on her cheek. Even with how long and fat that cum cord was, it wasn't finished coming out yet. Sam's cum slit was stretched around the jelly rope as it hung out of his wide dickhole, the rest of it still trapped inside his cock and balls. It was one long continuous sperm worm that ran from his Nana's pillow, down her face, up into Sam's cock, and down that fuckpipe into his fat nuts.
The incredibly strong sperm stink that wafted off that jelly rope made Cynthia start panting with hunger. Now this was some ultra-concentrated boy nut! She could tell by the scent alone that, were he to spurt a rope like this inside her soaked pussy, he'd instantly knock her up with a fucking litter of babies. With her one eye that wasn't currently supporting the mid-section of her grandson's sperm worm, Cynthia could see the fat pearly cord of jism was still hanging out of his fucking dickhole. Sam looked like he was right on the verge of blasting his load.
"Oh my! What a big stinky jelly snake! Mmmm, and he's not even done coming out yet, huh? Is he trapped in your cum tube, honey? Here, let Nana help."
Cynthia reached up and gently lifted the end of Sam's unbroken cum cord from her pillow and lowered it to her pursed lips. Looking up into Sam's eyes, she sucked the tail of his sperm worm through the puckered center of her pursed lips and noisily slurped it inside, continuously pulling it into her mouth to coil up on her tongue. Sam moaned cutely as she sucked up more and more of his jelly snake, until it was taut in an almost straight line from her lips to his cum slit. Then, to his amazement, he actually felt the cord of jism being manually tugged out of his dickhole by his Nana's expert sperm-slurping. His eyes rolled back in his head as more and more of the long dense jism rope extruded from his cum slit, his Nana's slut mouth literally pulling it out of his big heavy balls.
"N-Nana! I'm g-gonna NUT!" he whined.
The other end of the sperm worm popped out of his dickhole and Cynthia quickly slurped the rest of it into her mouth, her cheeks bulging a little with the coiled up cum rope. She opened her mouth wide to show Sam the pearly off-white jelly snake piled up on her tongue, looped over itself multiple times. Then she cupped one of his huge gravid balls with one hand, grasped his sweaty stinky cock with the other, and started jacking him off fast and hard, aiming his fat knob right at her wide open mouth.
SSSHHHPLLLUUUURRRRRTTTTTT!!
Sam pissed a continuous beam of piping hot jism into his Nana's cum dumpster mouth, quickly subsuming the piled up cum rope in his pungent ball gravy. When his cock finished geysering the first huge jet, it was only half a second before the next one followed, then the next, and the next, and the next. Sam's mouth hung open and his eyes glazed over as he looked down at his Nana's slutty face. His big pulsing blasts of hot stinking sperm had already flooded her open mouth and they were now hosing down her face, paving her eyes over in a thick layer of Sammy sludge, burying her forehead under the pearly stuff, and plastering her gray hair. There was also the collateral damage of his cock shooting so hard that a few times it completely overshot her cum-plastered face and spurted all over her pillow and the headboard in big pearly ropes. The room was filled with the sounds of gelatinous splattering as he fired off seemingly endless volleys of cum.
His Nana, true to form, didn't even flinch or try to aim his cock anywhere other than her nut rag of a face. She just jacked him off even harder, determined to make him blow his fucking load as hard as he could. She gurgled through the huge mouthful of sperm as he continuously ejaculated all over her face in dozens upon dozens of massive gushing spurts. Finally his cum spurts started to weaken in force a little and Cynthia took the opportunity to lift her head and wrap her full plump lips around his fat, throbbing, still-spurting knob. Her cheeks bloated even larger as he grunted and pissed a fresh beam of jism into her cum dump mouth with such force that twin jets of his ball pudding spurted from her nostrils. With two thick jiggling cords of her gradeschool-aged grandson's cock snot hanging out of her nose, the hungry and dedicated grandmother started swallowing the massive quantities of boy nut sloshing around in her inflated cheeks, even as Sam spurted more inside her cum-stuffed mouth. She continued milking his sensitive knob with her mouth, sucking and slurping and swallowing as Sam pushed out the last fat spurts. Wanting every last drop of Sammy seed he could feed her, she kept gently slurping and suckling on the tip of his cock head while he whimpered and his cock flexed, even prodding the tip of her tongue inside his big dickhole as every couple seconds it burped up just a few more fat gooey wads of shota spunk which she eagerly gulped down as well.
Once she was sure he was well and truly done blowing his enormous load, she pulled her mouth off his cum-covered cock head with a wet PWLORP! and let his softening boy schlong flop onto her neck. With her face completely buried under a thick gooey mask of steaming sperm, Cynthia's cheeks bulged again and she opened her mouth to let out a loud rumbling belch.
BBRRRUUUUUUUUUURRPPP!!
A puff of hot spermy steam rose from her mouth that reeked of Sam's virile jism.
"Thanks for feeding me such a big fat nasty breakfast in bed, baby," Cynthia said, shamelessly smiling up at him from under the jelly mask he'd given her, her eyes still completely paved over with his kid nut. The room reeked of Sam's ultra-virile cum loads and his musky unwashed cock, and the orgasmically blissful third grader was slumped down onto his Nana's tits, his little bare ass resting on them while he caught his breath. He hadn't bothered to put on undies this morning and Cynthia sighed contentedly from the feeling of his sweaty bare butt on her nana milkers.
He continued panting for a few moments, then smiled at her, even though she couldn't see him smiling with her eyes glued shut with his seed. "You're welcome, Nana. I woke up and had to cum really bad, and you love my stinky ball jelly so much I thought you wouldn't mind if I blasted my load all over your nut rag face while you're sleeping. I hope it's okay. You just looked so pretty and I needed to unload my balls so bad."
Cynthia bit her lip and moaned, loving the way Sam's language just kept getting filthier and filthier, all the while said in such a sweet and loving way. "Of course it's okay, dear!" She cupped her hands and used them to shovel Sam's thick stinky sperm from her eyes and stuffed the big handfuls into her mouth, gulping them down. She opened her eyes to look up at Sam, smiling warmly at him, plenty of his cum wads clinging to her eyelashes and even in her eyes, not to mention the fat globs stuck between her teeth. "You can shoot your thick smelly loads of cum all over my nut rag face whenever you want, baby boy. Doesn't matter if I'm awake, asleep, or anything in between."
"Do you need help... cleaning it up?" Sam asked, only now taking in the full extent of what a huge fucking mess he'd made of his Nana's bed. Her pillow was soaked in his sperm, and there was an ungodly amount of it plastered to her headboard, most of it so thick and glue-like that it wasn't even oozing down the wooden surface, but rather just sagging a little while clinging to it like big pearly slugs.
"Why would I clean it up, honey?" Cynthia asked, sounding genuinely confused.
"Um, cause it's all gooey and stinky? And it's all over your bed? I… just thought you'd want it cleaned up."
"That's sweet of you dear, but you don't need to worry. I like that you nutted all over my bed. I want to leave it here so I can smell your sperm stink when I go to bed at night, and lay my head down in your ball jelly while I'm falling asleep. You can nut anywhere you want and I won't clean it up, baby. I mean, I'll probably eat a lot of it," she said, shoveling a few more handfuls of sperm from her face and into her mouth, then gulping them down to illustrate the point, "but I don't want to clean anything. I told ya, I like it dirty," she said, winking at him.
"You're so nice to me, Nana. Thanks for not getting mad at me for my big fat cock or my stinky sperm loads," Sam said, smiling warmly down at her.
"You're so welcome, baby boy. Now, since you just fed me a huge fucking breakfast of your hot nasty jism, would you like me to make you some breakfast, too?"
"Yay! Yes, Nana!"
"Alright, honey. Run downstairs and I'll be down in a jiffy to whip up something yummy for you."
Sam stood up on the bed and turned away from her, squatting as he tried to figure out how to jump down, causing him to inadvertently lower his cute sweaty ass right over his Nana's face.
"Ooooh my," she cooed, her breath hot on his ballsack, taint, and asshole. Her lips only a couple inches away from his meaty equipment and adorable pink boy hole.
Sam looked over his shoulder. "Oh, I didn't mean to put my butt in your face, Nana. I was just trying to get do-HHNNHH!!"
Cynthia planted a big wet kiss on Sam's bulging taint, then extended her tongue and licked from his twitching perineum all the way up to his winking asshole, lapping lovingly around that sweaty hole a few times.
"N-Nana! That's my b-butthole!"
She slurped on it a few more times, then licked her lips. "I know, baby boy. I just couldn't resist. Plus, it gives me a great idea! After breakfast, would it be alright if I showed you how grownups make out? Do you know what making out is?"
"Is that, like… French kissing? With… tongue?" Sam asked, blushing.
"Yes, honey. That's exactly what it is!" She patted his squishy ass cheek and gave it a squeeze. "So, if it's not too selfish of me to ask, after you've got your fill of breakfast can I make out with your butthole?"
Sam blushed. He'd never even thought of such a thing, but his Nana kissing his taint and asshole hadn't necessarily felt bad, it was just… different. She was so sweet and loving and generous with him, he was happy to oblige her request, even if it was something he'd never tried before. He nodded his head. "Yes, Nana. If you want to, I don't mind."
"Oh, I very much want to snack on your ass, honey! Now head downstairs and I'll be down in a minute." She planted one more kiss on his ass cheek and he giggled.
Sam hopped down off her bed and happily strode out of her room, feeling very satisfied after nutting so hard. Cynthia licked her lips, then furiously fingerfucked herself to a gushing orgasm, hosing down her bed once more in her piping hot juices. After she caught her breath, she got up and started getting dressed, not bothering to wipe any of Sam's remaining sperm off her face or out of her hair, and equally unconcerned about how soaked her mattress was in her musky cunt juice.
Glazing Nana's Buns
Sam was sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of orange juice, waiting for his Nana to come make him breakfast. He'd stuffed his still spermy cock into his still unwashed undies, but hadn't bothered to put on any other clothes. What was the point? His Nana was probably gonna pull out his cock anyway, so he figured he didn't really need to put on clothes.
After a few minutes he heard footsteps entering the kitchen behind him.
"Hi, Nana! What's for break… fast…." As Cynthia walked into view, Sam's voice trailed off and his eyes grew wide as he saw her.
She was wearing an extremely low-cut gray midriff tank top, and very obviously not wearing a bra with the way her dark, saucer-sized areolas showed through the thin fabric. Her soft belly was on display which also led Sam's eyes down to her skimpy, pale pink panties that barely covered her pussy, plenty of her Nana bush showing above the waistband. Plus her face and hair were still sporting a few ropes and wads of his good morning cum load.
"Hello there, my little angel," she said, then leaned down to kiss him on his forehead, her massive Nana milkers swaying right in front of his face, giving him a close up view into her deep cleavage. "I'm gonna make some cinnamon buns and you can have as many as you want! Do you like buns, baby boy?"
She turned away and walked toward the kitchen counter, and Sam's jaw dropped. Not only were his Nana's panties skimpy in the front, they were nearly non-existent in the back! Thin strips of fabric that swooped up over her super wide hips, dipped back down just over her ass crack, then joined together and disappeared between her huge, pale, doughy cheeks. Sam stared transfixed as those big Nana cakes rubbed together with each step. His already strained undies stretched even further as his cock started waking up again, flexing against the sweaty musky fabric from seeing his Nana's dumptruck ass essentially bare naked.
"Y-yeah, Nana. I like b-buns," he stammered. Sam continued staring as his Nana hummed to herself while preparing the ingredients, her cheeks clenching together every now and then when she would reach for something. Sam was panting now, his cock almost about to rip his underwear in half from how engorged it was getting.
Then Cynthia had to get the baking sheet from one of the cabinets below the counter.
Sam stared transfixed as his Nana bent over at the hip and leaned all the way down low enough to touch her toes so she could open the cabinet. Her fat ass jutted out toward him, her enormous cheeks spread open, and Sam could see her thong only barely covering her puckered asshole, plenty of the winking ring clearly visible on either side of her g-string. Sam groaned and reached under the table, yanking his sweaty musky briefs down around his thighs.
BWAM!
There was a loud bang and the table scooted a couple inches on the kitchen floor, almost knocking over Sam's glass of orange juice. Still bent over with her fat ass in the air and her pucker ring winking at her grandson from behind her thong, Cynthia looked behind her. "What was that, dear? Did someone knock on the door?"
"N-no, Nana! It's… my cock!" Sam moaned, his dick standing up and flexing, pressing against the underside of the table. It audibly spurted a fat jet of precum that splattered on the wood surface and then rained down onto the kitchen floor below.
"Oh my, your big fat donkey dick is that hard? Why'd he jump up all of a sudden, hmmm?" Cynthia grinned and wiggled her ass a little, making her enormous cheeks and chunky thighs jiggle and shake back and forth for her painfully erect grandson.
"HNNHHH!!" Sam groaned pitifully.
SSHHPLLLOOORRRRTTT!!
Sam's cock fired off another huge beam of precum against the underside of the table. He'd always liked looking at his mommy's big fat butt, but he'd never seen it bare ass naked before, and he'd most certainly never seen even a hint of her butthole! Why did his dick get so incredibly hard from the sight of his Nana's sphincter? His mind couldn't understand why, but his body was absolutely certain.
Satisfied with teasing her grandson for the moment, Cynthia stood back up and continued making the cinnamon buns. Ten minutes later she popped them into the oven. "Okay, they just gotta bake for a bit." Sam's eyes fixed on his Nana's big heavy breasts bouncing and swaying in her top as she walked back over to where he was sitting and smiled down at him. "While the buns are cooking, want me to tug off your big smelly cock?" Before Sam could respond, she squatted down right next to him, her huge Nana milkers wobbling obscenely, unrestrained by a bra. She reached under the table and grasped Sam's sweaty precum-slathered cock and just started casually jacking him off, her skillful ministrations making wet gooey squelching sounds as she hand-milked his meat pipe. "So did you sleep well, honey?"
Shlerk, shlork, shlek, shlurk
"Y-yeah, Nana," Sam stammered, shuddering with pleasure, his eyes fluttering. He was barely able to respond while being so expertly milked. "I slept r-real hard and had - HNNHHH!"
SSHHHPPLOOORRRTTT!!!
A big fat pulse of Sammy prenut erupted from his engorged cock head, covering Cynthia's smoothly stroking fingers in plenty of the hot clumpy stuff. That pulse of sperm was bigger than most grown men's full load, but Cynthia knew her grandson's balls well enough by now to be certain that was just more of his pre-load.
"I had real n-nice dreams, Nana," Sam said, resuming his train of thought.
"Oh? What did you dream about, baby?" The sounds coming from under the table were audibly gooier now that more of Sam's hot sperm was being used as lube for her nasty tug job of his unwashed donkey dick.
Shplerk, shlock, shklork, shpluk
"I dreamed ab-bout you j-jacking me off and sucking my c-cock and shooting my sperm jelly in your m-mouth HHNNHHH!!!"
PPPTHHHHBLLLUURRRRRPPTTTT!!
"Well that sounds like a lovely dream, dear. I dreamed about sucking on your cute little butthole and stuffing my whole tongue inside it while I jerked off your fat musky cock onto my big heavy titties."
SSPPPLLUUURRRTTTTT!!
"N-Nana! I'm so close! You're gonna m-make me nut again!" Sam moaned, bucking his hips into her hand that was now utterly caked in his thick, hot, gelatinous jism. She gave his cum-slathered schlong a few more gooey strokes, then pulled her sperm-caked hand away. "What? Why'd you stop?" Sam asked pitifully. She was always eager to make him shoot his load. Why didn't she milk him to completion? His nuts gurgled loudly and he groaned as he felt how much cum was now backed up inside them, just on the verge of being blasted out, but not quite there.
Cynthia brought her jism-coated hand up to her face and sniffed it, licking her lips. Then she smiled up at Sam. "Don't worry, baby. I'm gonna make you nut. I'm just trying to build up the pressure a little bit before I do. You think you can hold off blasting your jelly babies for another few minutes? I promise I'll make it worth the wait."
Sam was intrigued. He really needed to nut, but he also knew his Nana loved him very much and only wanted the best for him. If she said it'd be worth waiting to blow the huge load she'd primed in his balls, then he was sure whatever she had in store for him would feel incredibly good. He smiled and nodded. "Okay, Nana. I can wait."
She returned his smile and patted his bare thigh. "Good boy." Then she started hungrily and noisily gobbling up all the thick coagulated sperm coating her palm and fingers, shamelessly slurping it up in big noisy sucks through her pursed lips. Her cheeks bulged with all the Sammy nut inside them, and she chewed on those jelly wads for a few moments before gulping them down with a couple big swallows. She repeated this a few times until her hand was glistening with her saliva and only a few stray sperm wads, the rest deposited in her belly.
She remained squatted there, rubbing Sam's bare thigh and cooing every time his cock jumped and burped up more prejizz. Sam just watched her big titties and fat ass the whole time, loving the view from above and the way he could see behind her to where her gigantic ass cheeks were spread open from the way she was squatting down. He couldn't see her butthole from this angle, but the knowledge that it was exposed just beyond his sight made his dick flex and spurt, flex and spurt. He was so close to ejaculating and he could feel it was going to be an especially large load full of lots of thick jelly babies from his Nana edging him like that.
Finally the stove timer beeped, indicating the buns were done baking. Cynthia stood back up and walked over to the stove while Sam panted and drooled at the sight of her fat ass cheeks and thick thighs rubbing together. She opened the oven door and pulled out the cinnamon rolls, filling the kitchen with their delicious sugary scent, then set them on the stove to let them cool. "They just need another ten minutes."
She walked back over to Sam and squatted down next to him again, then began stroking his thighs and stomach while the buns cooled. Though her touch traveled to just above the root of his cock, she never actually touched his dick, but made it buck and spit nonetheless.
When the buns were sufficiently cooled, she set aside about half of them on a plate. To those buns she applied liberal helpings of the simple but delicious homemade cream-cheese frosting she'd whipped up. Sam licked his lips as he watched her spread that delicious creamy topping all over them.
She brought the plate full of frosted cinnamon buns over to Sam and set them on the table right in front of him. "Here you go, dear. You can eat as many as you want."
"Thank you, Nana!" Sam said excitedly, picking up one of the buns and biting into it, humming happily as he chewed on the delicious treat.
Cynthia picked up the baking tray containing the other half of the unfrosted cinnamon buns and carried them back over to where Sam was sitting. Again she squatted down next to him, still holding the tray of buns. "Now, baby boy, I need you to glaze my buns."
Sam's eyes grew wide. Did she mean what he thought she meant? "Don't I need… don't I need the frosting?" He asked, pointing to the bowl of frosting on the counter.
Cynthia grinned and slowly shook her head. "No, Sam. That frosting is just for your breakfast. The frosting for my buns is backed up in your big fat balls and aching to be blasted out as hard as possible."
SSHHPLOORRTTT!
Another jet of clumpy prenut rocketed from his dickhole to splatter on the underside of the table.
"Now now, don't waste any more of that hot stinky jism. It's time for me to milk you to completion, baby. It's time for you to dump your fat loads of sperm all over my fucking breakfast."
Sam's eyes lit up. He'd so thoroughly enjoyed cumming in his mommy's food that this was a very welcome invitation! "You really mean it, Nana? You want me to blow my load on your buns?"
"Fuck yes, you adorable little stud. Let me see just how thick and nasty the loads I brewed up in your balls are. I want you to fucking bury my buns under your sperm jelly!"
Sam didn't need any more prompting. He turned sideways in his chair so his cock was aimed right at the pan of cinnamon buns his Nana was holding and spread his legs to give her all the room she needed to milk him.
"That's my good boy." Holding the pan of buns with one hand, Cynthia grasped Sam's throbbing cock with the other and began jacking him off over her breakfast with steady rhythmic pumps. Sam groaned with pleasure, already quickly approaching the precipice of his orgasm again. His Nana had edged him so well that he could feel his load right on the verge of coming out. "Fucking blast that nut for me, baby. I want you to piss your sperm all over these fucking buns. I'm your cum piggy and I need to gobble up your stinky blubbery loads of nut custard! Fucking bury my food under your ball jelly!"
Sam bucked his hips into his Nana's milking hand and his huge balls pulled up tight against his body. He gripped the sides of the chair and grit his teeth, and Cynthia cooed as his already massive member flexed and engorged to an even larger size, his battering ram of a cock head ruddy and bloated. She stared hungrily as his cum slit yawned open and she felt his urethra bulging on the underside of his donkey dick.
PPPPTTHHHHBBLLLOOOORRRPPPPPPTTTTTT!!
The first eruption came out in staccato spurts that were not as forceful as his usual loads. This was due to the fucking consistency of his jism! It was like fucking tapioca pudding, insanely thick and clotted, and packed fucking full of countless dense jelly wads. With her fingers squeezing his cock, she could feel all those sperm pearls rushing up his bulging urethra as his fat bloated cock head burped and spurted the incredibly clumpy and eye-wateringly stinky nut jelly all over the hot cinnamon buns. Just the first ejection of his pearly nut custard was enough to almost entirely cover all the buns, but her perfect angel of a grandson wasn't done nutting yet. He was just getting started.
After the last of Sam's initial concentrated discharge had burped out of his cum slit, his cock bucked again and he started fucking pissing pudding-thick jism all over the cinnamon buns. Huge pulsing blasts of his thick blubbery boy seed gushed so hard onto the buns that plenty of his hot stinky nut splattered all over the pan itself, his Nana's hand, her arms, her tits, and even her face.
"Oooohhh, FUCK yeah, baby! That's what Nana likes! Mmmm, see? Edging your nuts was fucking worth it, wasn't it, big boy? Keep fucking shooting for Nana. Empty your big fat horse nuts for me!" She stared hungrily at his lurching testicles as she continued milking out her grandson's intense ejaculation with her well-practiced hand.
Sam moaned and shuddered as his Nana continued tugging him off and his cock kept blasting beam after beam of sperm from deep inside his balls. The cinnamon buns were already more than covered at this point, and his cum had started pooling up in the pan. Once Cynthia felt her breakfast was as saturated as it possibly could be with her eight-year-old grandson's virile, pungent semen, she aimed his cock at her fat GILF tits and continued jerking him off. Sam groaned and nutted even harder as he watched his Nana jack him off all over her enormous heavy breasts, his jism splattering loudly all over them and into her deep cleavage, her already semi-sheer tank top steadily becoming more and more translucent as Sam's cock geysered his ball gravy all over it.
"Fucking hose down my fat titties, baby! You like these big boobies, Sam? I see the way you look at them. You know you can have these titties too, right? You can nut all over my big Nana milk jugs whenever you want. Fucking bury my big grandmommy milkers in your thick smelly sperm!"
"Nanaaaaaaaa!!" Sam moaned, bucking his hips and doing exactly as she asked, completely fucking burying her mouth-wateringly massive boobies with his thick, clotted, thoroughly edged cum load. Once her huge breasts were just as saturated as her breakfast, Cynthia leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Sam's filthy, unwashed, spurting cock head and started noisily slurping and sucking on it. The hungry grandmother flicked her tongue against her grandson's gushing dickhole and her cheeks ballooned full of his sperm almost instantly. She began chugging his pungent delicious pearl jam as fast as she could, the room filled with nasty gooey spurting sounds, some of it muffled as her perfect angel nutted all in her sperm-gobbling mouth, and some of it less muffled as plenty of his hot pungent sperm jelly spurted out from around her lips and even from her nostrils. Through it all, Sam's cock-slurping cum-gulping Nana just kept right on tugging and chugging, tugging and chugging.
Finally Sam felt the intensity of his mind-blowing ejaculation peak and begin to ebb. He put his hand on his Nana's head and bucked his hips as he rode the waning crest of his orgasm, continuing to eagerly fuck his ball babies into her cum dump of a mouth. His enormous knob kept battering against the entrance to her throat, pissing plenty of sperm directly into it, but he was unable to stuff it any deeper because of how goddamn huge his cock head was. Loving Nana that she was, even with the bloated tip of his beefy kid cock grinding against her uvula and blurting boy nut down her fucking neck, she just kept right on chugging, swallowing as much of his clotted sperm as he could shoot down her throat.
After gushing more than a few dozen geysering blasts of his potent seed, Sam was panting and his cock was burping up the last clumpy wads of his load all over his Nana's tongue. She hungrily gobbled them up, even prodding her tongue inside his dickhole a little to fish out the last fat nuggets oozing out of that wide winking slit. Then she pulled her mouth off his now semi-hard cock with a wet PWLOP! and let his spermy member flop down onto her cinnamon rolls, splattering more jism on the tray and her hand.
She looked up at Sam and opened her mouth wide to show him she'd swallowed it all. With her mouth held open like that, she let out a loud wet belch like the depraved cum guzzler she was.
BBBBRRRRUUUUUUUUPPPPP!!
She licked her lips and smiled at him. "Mmmmm, what a nice fat load of hot stinky jism, baby. Thank you for nutting so much for me! Gosh, this is some extra stinky sperm you've blasted all over my breakfast, honey. I guess edging you like that really builds up the nastiest loads in your big fat balls, huh?"
Sam's little body was soaked with sweat and he was panting in the afterglow of his huge orgasm, his now floppy cock intermittently burping up jelly wads into the already massive layer of sperm coating the cinnamon buns. "Yeah Nana, when you edge me like that it backs up my ball babies so much."
Sam's Nana stood up, letting his floppy cock drag across the cinnamon buns and slap down onto his thigh as she rose to her feet. Then she walked over to the chair opposite Sam and sat down, placing the tray of cum-drenched cinnamon buns in front of her. Sam slumped back in his chair, groggy and relaxed in his post-cum stupor. Through heavy eyelids he watched his Nana lick her lips as she eyed her breakfast.
Cynthia grinned wide as her eyes drank in the sight before her. The cinnamon buns she'd baked had come out a nice dark shade of brown, but she could no longer see even a single fucking millimeter of their dark surface. Sam had so thoroughly drenched and buried the pastries in his enormous, clumpy, half-hour edged load of sperm jelly that they looked like one big cake frosted with an excessive amount of pearly cream. Surrounding them was an inch-thick layer of cum that had pooled up in the tray from the huge excess of kid nut he'd continued blasting even after the buns were fully frosted.
She leaned down until her nose was hovering a few inches from the buns, sighing contentedly as she physically felt the palpable heat rising off his piping hot jism. She pulled in a big breath through her nose and the wave of cum steam wafting off the buns carried with it a concentrated dose of Sam's sperm stink. Cynthia moaned as it filled her sinuses. It felt like her brain was being basted in her grandson's intoxicating pheromones. Her appetite thoroughly whetted, she gently tore a cinnamon bun free from its neighbors and slowly lifted it toward her mouth. Fat cords of sperm jelly connected the bun in her hand to the others in the pan, those wobbling ropes of gradeschooler spunk drooping under their own weight like cheese stretching from a slice of pizza pulled from the rest of the pie.
She winked at Sam, then opened her mouth wide and took a big bite of the cinnamon bun. Her eyes fluttered as she chewed slowly, savoring the delicious flavor of Sam's piping hot nut mixed with the yummy sweet and spiced taste of the cinnamon bun. She swallowed the first bite, then took another, a long cord of cum running from her pursed lips to where she bit off the latest hunk of the bun. She noisily slurped the fat rope of jism into her mouth and continued chewing contentedly. Sam watched as her other hand moved under the table, presumably between her thick thighs, and he heard the telltale schlick schlick schlick of his Nana fingerfucking her soaked cunt.
"Mmmmmm furck, burby," Cynthia cooed through a mouthful of cinnamon bun and Sam sperm, "Yur furking nurt jurrly turshtes shhhooooo furking gurd!"
Sam panted as his cock pulsed and got a little fatter, burping up more cum onto his thigh. Even though he'd just nutted so hard he almost passed out, his cock was clearly on its way to being ready for another round. Seeing his Nana savor his ball pudding while fingering her drenched pussy made his nuts gurgle and his dick start to slowly swell. It seemed that no matter how many loads she milked out of his balls, Sam's Nana was somehow always able to get him hard and ready to shoot again. She was so much nastier than his mommy, and so willing to do literally anything to make him nut as hard as possible.
Sam's First Grownup Kiss
Cynthia took the last bite of the cinnamon bun, chewing it slowly before swallowing it down, then she sucked each of her fingers clean of Sam's spunk, her eyes locked with his the entire time. With that done, she grinned and pulled her other hand from under the table, holding it up and wiggling her fingers, showing Sam just how soaked those fingers were, a few thin strands of her pussy juice running between her drenched digits as well. Still maintaining eye contact with him, she stuffed her cunt-juice soaked fingers into her mouth and began noisily slurping on them, sucking up every drop of her own musky nectar. Sam stared wide-eyed, his heart thumping in his chest. His cock was already at half-mast from the lewd display. She pulled her fingers from her mouth and licked her lips.
"Thanks for the yummy treat, baby boy," she said, then blew him a kiss. "You can nut all in my food whenever you want." Sam's cock responded by pulsing and unloading a slow-flowing stream of his clumpy jism. Watching his Nana gobble up his cum as a topping on her food was having a very powerful effect on his donkey dick, which was now almost fully erect.
"O-okay, Nana. I can shoot my loads in your food, if you want." Even though just yesterday his Nana had enthusiastically demonstrated just how much of a cock-milking cum gobbler she was, Sam still found himself in awe of this new and exciting side of her. His mommy obviously enjoyed eating his fat nasty loads of stinky sperm, but his Nana was on a whole other level. She seemed to revel in it, in every single aspect of him and his body, in fact. She seemed just as happy to swallow his ball babies as she was to chug his hard morning piss.
"Of course I want that, honey. You know I'll eat the hot gooey cum from your balls any time of day, and in any way you want to feed it to me. Feel free to blast your loads anywhere you like while you're here, including in my food. Now, speaking of food, I'm still hungry for more buns." Sam's cock flexed a few times as he anticipated watching her eat more of the cinnamon buns he'd buried under his boy frosting, but instead his Nana stood up and walked toward him, her big unrestrained titties swinging and plapping against each other softly in her low-cut tank top. She stood next to where he was sitting and smiled down at him. "Can I eat your buns now, little man?"
Sam looked down at the plate of cinnamon buns in front of him, then looked back up at her, furrowing his brow in confusion. "You want mine? But they just have the normal frosting, not the frosting from my balls you like so much."
Cynthia chuckled and shook her head. "No, honey. I'm not talking about those buns." She squatted down right in front of him, her face now at eye level to his smooth slender legs and his big throbbing cock. She placed her hand on his thigh and slowly slid it up toward his hip, then her hand moved around to his lower back, and then under the waistband of his undies. She slid her middle finger down his ass crack, making Sam shiver. "I'm talking about these buns, honey. I wanna kiss them and bury my face between them. Will you let me kiss your butt and make out with your asshole like you promised I could?"
Sam blushed. Despite all the naughty things his Nana had already done with him, this was something completely new. He'd never even had an inkling this was a possibility before his Nana had licked his butthole that morning. Because of this, he was still a little shy about it. This only made Cynthia more turned on, seeing her adorable little grandson be so coy about having his ass eaten.
"Y-yeah, Nana. If you… um, I mean, if you really wanna… kiss my butthole… I don't mind."
"Aren't you just the cutest!" she chirped, rubbing his lower back. "Thank you, little man. Yes, I really really wanna kiss your butthole. Come on, let's go somewhere a little more comfortable."
She stood up and took his hand, leading him out of the kitchen. His cock was still pulled over the waistband of his briefs, and as they walked his fat throbbing rod bobbed up and down, the big uncut head slinging precum around with each step he took. His Nana led him into the living room, letting go of his hand once they were standing in front of the couch. Then she got down on her knees in front of the couch, her enormous ass sticking out behind her, her huge doughy cheeks gobbling up her panties between them. She patted the couch cushion.
"Wanna kneel down on the couch right here? That way I can really go to town on your cute little bottom. It's a great position for it."
Sam's heart was thrumming in his chest. He stood there a moment, then nodded and climbed up onto the couch. He got on his knees facing away from his Nana, then put his hands on the back of the couch to steady himself. He looked over his shoulder and pushed his butt out toward his Nana's face.
"Um, like this, Nana?"
Cynthia moaned as her grandson presented his cute round butt to her, his unwashed briefs clinging tightly to his ass cheeks. "Mmmm, yes baby boy. Just like that."
Sam bit his lip as his Nana placed her hands on his butt cheeks, then he gasped as she pushed her nose right between them and started eagerly rubbing it back and forth. Her nostrils were pressed right up against the sweaty musky fabric of his briefs, and like a butthole-seeking missile her nose was grinding against his asshole through his undies. He felt her hot breath on his winking boy hole as she exhaled through her nostrils, then a rush of cool air as she loudly sucked in a huge breath through her nose like she was trying to drink in as much of his butthole scent as possible. She did this a few more times, rooting her nose around in his ass like a pig hunting for truffles, snorting and huffing on his sweaty asshole like it was the most intoxicating flower she'd ever sniffed.
"Ffffuuckin' hell," she finally moaned after a solid thirty seconds of ass sniffing, "Your ass smells like heaven, baby. I've been wanting to smell your butthole since you got here, I just didn't know if you'd let me. You sure you don't mind, honey?"
"N-no, Nana. I d-don't mind. It… it feels kinda good, actually," Sam responded, blushing again. Cynthia thought her heart might explode from cuteness overload.
"Oh baby boy, you don't know the half of it. I'll show you just how good it feels." With that she pulled his undies down around his knees, revealing his smooth bare ass. In this position with his back arched and his butt pushed out toward her, his cute cheeks were spread wide open and Cynthia drank in the sight of his pink winking asshole. She panted with hunger while she watched a bead of sweat run down his ass crack, over his delectable pucker ring, and down the back of his smooth ballsack, before plopping onto the couch cushion. She moaned and licked her lips. "Fuck me running," she said breathlessly, "I don't know if I've ever seen such a delicious looking boy butt, honey."
"Thanks, Nana," Sam said, actually feeling flattered at the compliment. He hadn't realized how much he would like hearing his Nana say how yummy his butt looked until she did.
"Oh, I almost forgot! If me and your butt are gonna have a real make out session, I've gotta prepare a little first." She leaned over to the nearby coffee table, opening one of the drawers on the bottom, and dug around for a few moments, then she pulled out a small black cylinder. She popped off the top and twisted the barrel, extending the tip of a lush red shade of lipstick. Noticing Sam watching her, she grinned at him. "I wanna make sure my lips are nice and pretty for you before I French kiss your butthole." Sam gulped, watching intently as his Nana applied her lipstick, painting her lips until they were evenly coated with the crimson hue. She popped her lips together a few times and smiled at him, capping the lipstick again. "How do I look?"
"You're… you're so pretty, Nana," Sam said earnestly, "I mean, you're always really really pretty. But, when you put on lipstick like that, and talk about… you know… um, French kissing my butthole… I don't know, it makes you even prettier!"
"That's what I like to hear, baby boy. Now, let's make out."
Cynthia placed her hands on Sam's hips and pushed her face between his spread open ass cheeks. She planted her plump painted lips around his winking anus, creating a seal, then started slowly hollowing her cheeks, steadily applying more and more suction on Sam's virginal sphincter. Sam gripped the back of the couch and started panting softly, never having experienced this type of stimulation before. He shuddered with pleasure and felt his asshole winking continuously as his Nana sucked on it like it was a straw.
"N-Nana! Th-that feels weird, but… UNNNHHH!" Sam's cock bucked and blasted a big beam of pearly sperm all over the couch cushions.
Cynthia pulled her lips off Sam's asshole with a loud PWOP! She leaned back and admired her work, grinning as she took in the sight of his winking pucker ring encircled with a crimson lipstick print. "MMmmmm, did you enjoy your first kiss, honey?"
"Y-yes, Nana. I… I don't know why, but I did. Is it weird that I like when you kiss my butt?"
"No, baby. It's not weird at all. I knew you'd love it. I'm just getting started, though."
She leaned back in and planted her lips around his asshole once more, but this time she started sucking on it in rhythmic pulses, applying suction and then releasing, suction then release, suction then release. Sam gripped the couch back harder as his Nana massaged his asshole with only the suction of her lips. It felt like she was trying to pull his butthole into her mouth or something. Was this how adults kissed each other? If so, he understood now why they made such a big deal out of kiss scenes in movies. True to her word though, his Nana was only getting started.
When he felt the tip of her tongue start prodding against and lapping all around his incredibly sensitive peach ring, he started panting sharply, his whole body shivering with pleasure. The sounds coming from between his cheeks were becoming louder and wetter as his Nana continued slurping all over his sweaty hole. His body reacted reflexively, arching his back even more and pushing his ass back against her face harder. He was rewarded with an enthusiastic moan from his Nana, her breath hot against his asshole, and her hands moved to his butt cheeks, gripping them as she started lapping his hole even harder.
Cynthia opened her mouth wider and pressed the flat of her tongue against Sam's pulsing asshole, eliciting a cute whine from him, then she started dragging her tongue up and down against it. With each pass of the wide surface of her tongue across his sensitive asshole, she also prodded the tip of her tongue against his bulging perineum. This caused his huge gravid nuts to pull up closer to his body and gurgle loudly. Clearly her studly grandson's balls were responding quite favorably to her skilled lapping of his boy hole. Time to up the ante.
Sam was adrift in the hedonistic bliss of having his asshole spitshined by his loving and incredibly skilled Nana, so it took him by surprise when it suddenly became even more pleasurable. Cynthia took one last lap of his pucker star, then pushed the tip of her tongue against the tight winking center of it. This time, she didn't stop pushing. Slowly but steadily, she pushed and wriggled the pointed tip of her skilled tongue into the tight hot nexus of her grandson's anus. She felt how it resisted at first, clenching so tightly, but then it slowly relaxed and bloomed slightly for her, inviting her in. She moaned into his ass as her tongue sank a couple inches up inside his sweaty asshole, eliciting a moan from Sam at the same time. He gripped the back of the couch and shuddered from the intense pleasure of having his Nana stick her tongue up his butthole for the first time in his life.
"Ooooh my god, Nana!" Sam whimpered. He looked over his shoulder and his Nana's half-lidded, ravenous eyes met his. She winked at him and then sank a couple more inches of her tongue into his asshole, pulling his cheeks open with her hands to help spread his hole for further grandmotherly exploration of his rectum. "Th-that f-feels amazing, Nana! D-does my b-butthole really t-taste that good?"
Cynthia nodded vigorously, intentionally wriggling her tongue up and down inside his asshole, in time with each nod. Sam groaned and his cock burped up another big gout of his clumpy ball jelly all over the couch cushion. The sperm stink was getting stronger in the living room. Cynthia decided that was the perfect time to crank it up yet another notch.
Sam's Nana buried her face as deep between his spread open cheeks as she could, and stuffed her entire tongue up his asshole. She felt that tight musky ring of his clench her tongue repeatedly as she probed his sensitive depths, and his cock bucked a few more times, haphazardly firing off ropes of the thick clotted overflow from his nuts. With her whole tongue up his ass, she moved her hands from his ass cheeks, down the backs of his shivering thighs, to the couch cushion beneath his spurting cock. She scooped up two huge handfuls of his piping hot nut custard, then wrapped her spermy hands around his throbbing shaft.
"Nana! Are you really gonna-HNNHHH!!"
Cynthia gave the answer to Sam's half-asked question with both her hands and mouth simultaneously. She started working her tongue in and out of his drool-lubed sphincter with languid slobbering thrusts, while at the same time her expertly skilled hands worked up and down his jism-lubed cock shaft. Sam lost the ability to speak in anything resembling coherent words, and instead let out the cutest and most prolonged moan Cynthia had elicited from him yet. Clearly her loving ministrations were working just as intended. Sam mindlessly bucked his hips, each thrust forward fucking his cock balls deep into the milking fucksleeve formed by his Nana's hands, and with each pull back helping her plunge the entirety of her tongue inside his spit-slick boy hole.
Every two or three tugs of Sam's fat throbbing cock made his hooded knob spit a big pulse of kid cum all over the couch cushions. Cynthia could tell Sam was getting close by the way those spurts were becoming more frequent now, but also because each big blubbery jet of Sammy sperm smelled just a little stronger than the last. Not to mention the way his asshole was clenching harder around her tongue, and the way his big fat horse nuts had started their slow but inexorable ascent toward his crotch.
Her baby boy was about to fucking nut! The sweet little angel he was, of course he tried to warn her.
"N-Nana! I think I'm gonna - HNNNHHH! I'm gonna cum so hard, Nana!"
At that moment Cynthia pushed her tongue as far up Sam's asshole as she could, the tip of it locating his throbbing prostate, and she started prodding against it as hard as she could while she continued jerking off his spermy cock.
PPPPTTHHHHBBLLLUURRRRRRPPPPTTTT!! SSPLURRTT!! SPLUUUUURRRTT!! SSSHPLLOOOORRRRPPTTT!!
Sam's eyes rolled back in his head and he bucked his hips as his cock started hosing down the couch cushions in his piping hot loads of sperm. Big, long, pulsing beams of kid nut splattered all over his Nana's couch with such force it sounded like he was pissing jelly on the cushions. His Nana bobbed her head up and down, repeatedly thrusting her tongue into his spit-lubed asshole and pushing against his prostate every time she bottomed out inside. Meanwhile her hands were tugging up and down his cock, squeezing and giving special attention to the flared ridge of his cock head that was still contained in his foreskin. Sam's Nana had made him nut many times by now, but this was a special kind of pleasure he'd never experienced. He had no idea that having his asshole French kissed while getting a handjob would feel so incredible.
Cynthia moaned into Sam's asshole as that tight little peach ring gripped her tongue so tightly with each huge gushing blast of sperm out of his donkey dick, his meaty schlong flexing so hard each time it geysered another beam of ball pudding all over her couch. She was so enamored with the experience of eating out Sam's ass while milking his cock that she felt like she was on the verge of her own orgasm, just from pleasing her perfect grandson so thoroughly.
"That's it, Sammy," she thought to herself, "Shoot all that hot stinky nut for Nana! Oh god you shoot so fucking hard, and so fucking much! Fucking soak my couch with it! I wanna smell your spunk stink on it for days and days! Fucking saturate it with your seed!"
Though Sam couldn't hear her thoughts, he didn't need to in order to fulfill her request. There was no way he could stop shooting his load so forcefully, even if he'd wanted to. Panting and moaning and gripping the back of the couch, Sam continuously thrust into his Nana's firm two-handed grip and sprayed his hot gooey ball babies all over the increasingly saturated fabric of her couch.
Cynthia felt Sam's body shudder a little as his spurting beams of sperm started to lessen, and that was her queue to lighten her touch a little. She knew not to overstimulate him when his orgasm was waning, but instead to decrease the intensity a little, because that actually made him cum even harder. She plunged her entire tongue up his ass and just left it there as she started slowing her strokes, his spurts of jism getting a smaller with more time between each one. Finally she wrapped just her thumb and index finger around the base of his big, bloated, foreskin-enshrouded knob and gave it short slow tugs, stimulating just the tip to help milk out the last of his load. It was super effective and Sam groaned again as his cum slit burped up a few more jets of his stinky sperm, then finally just slowly drooled cum onto the cushion underneath him.
Sam panted heavily, trying to catch his breath, his little body shivering in the aftershocks of his intense orgasm. Meanwhile Cynthia very gently pulled her hands off his cock and let the semi-hard member flop into the hot pool of his own spunk covering the cushion under him. This stimulation made him moan again and his cock flexed to spurt another small pulse of cum into the already massive puddle. Then Cynthia slowly snaked her tongue out of his winking asshole and licked her lips.
"Mmmmmm, how was that, baby?" she asked, planting a few tender kisses on the backside of his sweaty low-hanging balls and leaving lipstick prints on them. He whimpered and those nuts lifted and lowered a couple times, his dickhole drooling more sperm into the cum puddle.
"N-Nana," Sam panted, "That felt soooo good! You pushed your tongue so deep in my butthole." Sam wiped the sweat from his brow and took a few deep breaths.
"Yes I did, baby. And I'm happy to do it any time you like. You can just come sit on my face whenever you feel like having your butthole tongue-fucked like that. You know I'll do literally anything you want to help you shoot your sperm loads as hard as you can."
Sam looked over his shoulder at her and smiled. "Thank you, Nana. You're so nice to me."
"Mmmm, you're so very welcome, little man! Thank you for letting me make out with your turd cutter! I know you might think it's dirty, but I fucking love having my tongue up your ass." She planted another big smooch on his bulging taint, then leaned back a little to drink in the sight of his ass spread open like that, lipstick prints around his asshole, on his ballbag, and his cute twitching perineum. She gave him one more lipstick-marking smooch on his ass cheek for good measure, then stood up. "Need some help getting off the couch after nutting so hard, honey?"
Sam blushed and nodded. "Yeah, Nana. My legs feel really weak."
Cynthia laughed. "I bet they do, little man. Here, let Nana help." She leaned down and lifted him off the couch, then set him down next to her. Sam looked at the couch and blushed even harder, looking down at the floor and biting his lip. "What's wrong, baby boy?" she asked, stroking his head fondly.
Sam looked up at her. "I ruined your couch, Nana."
She looked down at her couch to survey the results of her ass-eating tugjob. The center cushion of her couch was drenched in Sam's sperm, the fabric quite obviously darker from how waterlogged it was with the liquidy base of his semen, and there were dozens upon dozens of fat gelatinous cords of his pearly ball jelly criss-crossed all over it. The center back cushion had fared about the same, looking like a piece of abstract art where the artist had thrown pearl-colored goo all over it in big arcing ropes. Those cords of his hot stinking sperm clung so hard to the cushion that they weren't even oozing down it, just drooping slightly from the weight of Sam's densely packed swimmers. The raw pungent stink of all that jism was intoxicating, so thick in the air that Cynthia could fucking taste it. She sucked in a big breath through her nose and sighed contentedly, then she smiled down at her grandson.
"Baby boy, you didn't ruin anything. You made my couch even better by so thoroughly marking it with your seed! Every time you nut on something in my house you only improve it, dear. See the wall behind the couch there?" she said, pointing to the stains from one of Sam's previous ejaculations. There were still some dried wads of his sperm stuck to the wall, along with the off-white streaks from where his fat ropes of ball jelly had impacted the wall with incredible force. "And see the sperm stains on my coffee table?" she said, pointing to the equally copious residue splattered all over the table. "Those are from when I jerked you off the first night you were here. I intentionally didn't clean them up, honey. I like having your sperm splattered all over my house! In fact, I want my entire home to fucking reek of your thick, gooey, stinky jism. The more of your cock, ball, and sperm musk that permeates my house, the better. So you just blast off wherever you want, little man. My entire home is your nut rag just as much as my slut face is. Do you understand?"
Sam smiled warmly, then nodded. "Yes, Nana. I think I understand. Thank you. It feels really good knowing I can shoot my cum whenever I need to and you don't mind, even if it's all over your couch or your nut rag face."
Cynthia cooed happily at hearing Sam refer to her face as his nut rag. She couldn't be happier that he was relaxing further into the depravity she encouraged in him. "Of course, dear. Anything for my perfect grandson. Now, I need to take care of some stuff around the house, so you feel free to go play in your room for as long as you like. You can come get me whenever you need to blow your next load, okay?"
Sam smiled and nodded. "Okay, Nana!" With that he happily scampered up to his room, leaving Cynthia alone to continue admiring the huge payload of boy jism he'd gushed all over her couch. She got down on her knees in front of the couch and plopped her face down in the massive pool of sperm, and started noisily slurping and scarfing it up while fingerfucking her soaked pussy.