Squirt after squirt shot from Bobby's d**k, filling Melissa's mouth so much that she had to tilt her head back farther to keep it from running out. Finally, Bobby's strokes slowed to a few long, hard pulls, and he moaned, "Fu-u-uck!"
He staggered back and leaned his wobbly legs against the bed for support.
Cassandra closed her daughter's mouth and reminded her not to swallow, then she helped her off of her legs and onto her feet. She then stood up herself and pulled the three of them into a close embrace.
Bobby and Cassandra both planted their lips against Melissa's at the same time and then all three of them opened their mouths. The three-way c*m-swap was sloppy, with some of the warm jism running down each of their chins before being chased by one or another's tongue. When they had al
