Up until a few moments ago Garret thought that nothing could be worse than someone walking in on him while he was beating off. He had just come to the new conclusion that nothing could be worse than his sister walking in on him when he was cumming without beating off when even this was proven wrong by blast after blast of cum spraying down his sister’s face, chest and hair.
Lisa stops stalk-still; her face awash with disgust, disbelief and cum. She’s opens her mouth about to say something when a final spasm in Garret’s cock launches one last fateful bolt targeting in on ground zero.
Lisa gags, accidentally swallows, gurgles a bit then starts coughing and screaming hysterically.
Still having no clue of the depths to which things were heading, 'nothing could be worse than this' runs through Garret's mind.
Garret may have spouted off too much already today, but some things should be spoken aloud. For example had he vocalized his previous thought his mother wouldn’t be checking up on what the thumps and screaming was in 3 seconds.
“Lisa!” 2 seconds.
“Wait!” 1 second.
“No!”
Enter... the mom.
“Garret! What on earth...” The normally excessively mellow and complacent Mrs. Johnston goes wide-eyed, overshoots livid by an AU and enters a purely cosmic state of outrage at her son and daughter’s behavior.
“Mom! Lisa! This... It’s not what you're thinking!”
Sat Dec 11 02:15:01 2004