licking mouth. He was naked as she leaned over him and voraciously devoured the thick, meaty column of muscle. David's hands came up to her breasts and kneaded them together. The nipples drew into puckers of thrilled redness before his eyes. She's perfect, he thought, we'll be very happy and able to live as we want in New York, no one will ever need to know we're brother and sister. She slid her Lips from the tip of his cock and worked them down the base with pinching nips until reaching the sperm-glutted testicles in their sac of loose flesh. With a famished gulp she drew one ball inside her mouth and rolled it over on her tongue. She sucked at the skins and they too slipped inside her mouth, but there wasn't room for the last testicle. David felt extremely hot, his pulse was slamming in his head, through his chest and arms and legs. She was driving his cock into a frenzy of anxious excitement. He tugged at her curving legs until she released her hot clamp around his ankle and moved up toward his face. He kissed each white cheek of her ass, then ran his tongue into the crevice between. She trembled with bliss as the tongue made a tickling trail of wet down closer and closer to the waiting, throbbing opening of her ass. When he brushed softly over it she pounded down hard on his cock until it was buried deep in her gurgling throat and let out a sound of encouragement; “Mmmmmmm”. David circled the pink hole with his tongue tip and felt it quiver with anticipation. Then he pointed the organ from his mouth and pushed at the pinhole. It gave way with amazing ease as she relaxed herself and welcomed the sliding guest. David speared his tongue inside the clinging orifice and licked away all the bruises and cruelty Len had left there. Dorothy felt her orgasm coming. It was as though a whole string of firecrackers were attached to her spine from her mouth to her anus to her clitoris. The untouched nub of stiffness in her crotch needed no additional urging, it throbbed, pounded, became electrified and sent out wave after wave of beating joy.
“Mmmmmmmm!” she moaned. Then, pulling up from his balls and dripping cock, she cried, “Yes! Oh… yes!” Her soft ass squirmed happily against David's probing face as he brushed his tongue to the fullest depth inside the buckling passage of her anus. The drooling twat rested against his chin and sent streams of happy liquid down his neck as the tongue danced like a drunken cowboy inside her. “God, that feels so gooood!” she groaned before plummeting back down to jam her lips around his up-thrusting, red-headed, tasty cock. David threw his tongue into rapid-fire jabs which stroked in and out of her anus while her whole body seemed to burst with jerks and trembles. All the leftover ecstasy from the half-spent orgasms she had experienced with Vic and Len now exploded like fireworks throughout her torso, limbs, mouth and snug crotch openings. She banged her ass back at him for more and more of the wonderful, probing tongue. The throes of her ecstasy started to pass and David moved his tongue down to the next slit-her juice-gushing cunt. The tongue moved right inside and plastered against the pounding clitoris to drive it back up to its former heights of passion. His lips circled the pulpy foreskins and sucked hard to feel the juice of her hole spill inside her mouth.
Dorothy hugged his cock with both hands and kissed the head passionately. She twisted her lips and tongue back and forth to scrub it into a state of purple heat. She loved the cute cock head, the one-eyed man with which she found so much happiness-that long, limbless cyclops who explored her deepest body. The hands slid down to caress the inside of his thighs and lovingly nestle his testicles as she took a slow, hp-crushing drop on the digging stick.
It filled her mouth, pressed into the hug of her throat; she twisted and felt it glide deep inside, past the tonsils and down to the esophagus, where it ignited all the delicate tissues into a flurry of quivering heat. He battered her clitoris with his tongue tip until it was about to blast into a thousand separate pieces. Then she eagerly jammed her cunt against his hot mouth and squirmed so hard the lips of fire grated on his straight, white teeth. She was climaxing again, exhausting volumes of boiling juices from the furnace of her swirling body. David clamped onto her ass with both hands and held her welded to his face as the powerful ripples and tugs of her twat slammed along his whipping, seething tongue. She couldn't breathe his cock had her so filled-but she didn't care. Dorothy felt so wonderful she wanted to die, wanted to have this ecstasy as the last fleeting feeling of life. But her senses prevailed and she lifted away long enough to fill her lungs and plunge back down. David was near smothering too. Her ass was clamped so greedily to his face that there was no room for air. He used his hands to spread the cheeks of her ass and he found a small draft of oxygen drifting down the crevice to his nostrils. He inhaled the air and the pungent odor of her draining, humping womanhood. Then his balls started to roll with excitement, the stuffed ovals cried to release their pent-up load of hot semen. And her sucking, pulling mouth drew him closer and closer each second. He wanted to cream inside her cunt, wanted to cram his long cock up inside her and plaster the walls of her clamping pussy with the white seed, but it was too late. David knew it was coming but didn't care, he felt so aroused he was sure the cock would lose none of the stiffness. It would eagerly plunge inside her grinding twat to take a second helping of her glorious body.
Dorothy could feel his thighs tense up, his cock head flare to new extremes. He was going to cream, fill her mouth, feed her after she gave him his dinner. A flutter of thrilling passion ran through her body, she was going to drink his jism, swallow him up and love every tasty bit. It gushed with power against the rear of her throat and started to flow in abundant gobs down to her stomach. She pulled up enough to feel the next throbbing explosions across her tongue, teeth, into the crevices between her gums and cheeks. It was delicious, a true testimonial of his love to let her drink from the spewing, pounding fountain of his manhood. She licked the spike clean and sucked any spillover from his soft pubic hair. David relaxed and felt her talented lips working like a soft vacuum to his pole, his balls, his thighs and anus. As a last touch she wiggled her tongue up inside the asshole and with a wide scoop sent thrills along his spine.
And the pecker never wavered once, it stood at ready, full attention while she scrubbed it down. Then with a tender kiss on the tip she faced her smiling brother and said, “It's still up, isn't it?”
“It's not finished, sister. It has more places to visit before retiring.” She shuddered with animal anticipation and looked at the clock on his dresser. Twenty minutes had passed, there were only twenty more left. “We better hurry,” she said. “I don't want them walking in on us.” His hands tenderly caressed the cheeks of her face and she opened her mouth to suck his finger inside as if it were a tiny cock. She bit softly and hoisted her legs across his waist and sat. She was like a cowboy, happy, content, getting ready to take another long ride through the beauties of nature. She squirmed back to nestle down into the saddle of his uppermost thighs. The hard cock slipped warmly under the gliding lips of her moist gash. With a forward movement and a plowing dig of her hips she scooped the head of the hard rod deftly up between the hugging lips of her cunt. Then she slowly, thrillingly, settled back to feel it slide its filling mass inside.
CHAPTER TEN
“What do you mean?” Vic asked. “I mean you're being a real stupid jerk, that's what I mean,” Len answered. “You've let that broad get under your skin, she's playing with your head.”
“Aw,” Vic drawled in half-hearted protest. “Look at yourself! You can't even get the guts to give her a decent fucking!
You're dunking of her as some kind of goddess, a virgin, an innocent little doll! Man, that's bullshit!” “I don't think so,” Vic mumbled. “I always thought she was a nice girl. She's well-behaved, clean…” “Will you cut that out!” Len hollered. His fist came slamming down on the table. “What kind of girl fucks her brother, her real, blood brother? Huh?” “Well…” Vic became silent, at a loss for words. “See? See what I mean? She's committing incest, screwing her own brother. She's nothing more than a cheap slut, a whore, a cock-sucking cunt who don't draw the line at nothing. She loves everything we been doing to her!” “Well, she ain't got much choice. After all…” Len threw his hands in the air with frustration. “There's no hope for you, Vic. You're naive, dumb, pussy-whipped!” “Will you quit saying those things about me? I can screw any woman as good as you can, dammit!” “Not her! Not now that's she's got you buffaloed!” “Like hell, I can't!”
“Sure. I been watching you, hiding all day, pacing around like a bull in the castration pen.” Vic looked at the kitchen clock.
“What's keeping her? She's been up there an awful long time.” It was only forty-five minutes since she had left the kitchen. Len smiled, “She's got fifteen minutes left before the hour I gave her is up.” “An hour? That sure is a lot of time for him to just eat his dinner.” “I know. I figure by now he's all through eating the dinner and is in the middle of eating his sister,” Len said. “You think he's doing that? After what we said? After all the screwing we gave her? You think she's doing it with him too?” Vic asked with disbelief. “If I prove it will you get off this stupid crap about her being some kind of innocent child? Will you shape up and slam your cock in her like she deserves?” “I
