J Watson - Hot piece cousin

He butted her in the stomach with the butt of his shotgun but he was too late to stop Rick and the others. Rick knocked him to the ground and sent the shotgun spinning away. He got to his feet quickly but Rick knocked him down again. Tim didn't get up this time.

Dirk came off the porch with a scream of rap. He struck Rick in the shoulder and turned him around. Rick kicked Dirk in the balls really hard. Dirk bent over and Rick kicked him again. And again. Dirk fell to the dirt, groaning.

"You want some?" Rick asked David. The young boy shook his head.

"All right," Rick said. "You start packing bags. Anything you leave gets sold. Get with it, boy."

Tim and Dirk were good for nothing for a long while. Sherry packed their bags for them. Rick kept giving her nasty looks and she wondered how she had ever liked him. He was just as bad at the rest, only worse because he tiled to hide behind his morals. And Sherry knew his morals weren't that good.

"Put everything in the truck and take the rest of the trash with you," Rick told her.

Red we the only man there who stepped forward to help her put the bag into the truck. All except her bag. Red picked it up and put it back on the pound.

"Him too," Rick commanded.

"I don't think so," Red said softly.

"I said I wanted all the trash away from here."

Red picked up her bag and walked over to his own truck. He put it in the front seat and domed the truck door. He gave Rick a steady look.

"Now you won't take it out of there," Red said softly. "Or you'll go over me."

Rick thought about it but one look at Red's granite face made him decide against it. Red was the one person in town he didn't think he could handle. At least without a lot of trouble and maybe getting a few broken bones.

"The hell with it," Rick said. "Let's get the rest of the trash in the truck."

Sherry stood quietly as Tim, Dirk and David piled into the truck. They were the only family she knew but she didn't feel bad about seeing them go. She watched until the truck disappeared in a swirl of dust.

"All right, boys," Rick said. "That should do it. We won't have any more trouble out of this crowd."

Rick stopped and looked at her as he walked past. She saw his eyes go to the top of her robe where her breasts peeped through like ripe melons. She gave him a defiant look and held her robe together tightly.

"Maybe we could get together sometime," Rick suggested. "Now that you're staying. I'm an important man. I could kind of make things cozy for you."

"You go to hell," she said softly.

Red was standing close and he smiled at her answer. Rick clenched his fists as if he were getting ready to strike. Red walked over to him in two long strides and put one strong hand on Rick's shoulder. He peered into Rick's eyes.

"Don't make a bad mistake," Red said. "She's my woman from now on."

"All right," he said.

Red and Sherry stood in front of the house as everyone got into their cars and drove away. Sherry was afraid to say anything. She didn't know if Red had meant what he said. She slipped closer to him and put her hand in his.

"Did you really mean that?" she asked, "About my being your woman?"

"I never lie," he said.

He pushed her toward the truck and her gown came open down the front. Quickly she gathered it up. She felt his broad hand squeezing her ass.

"Get in the truck," he said.

"But my clothes," she protested. "I need to get dressed."

"Here, baby," he said. "You're not going to need to get dressed for a long while."

He didn't drive her to his farm. He drove out a long, lonely road to where a river ran through a dump of trees. There was a little cabin there. He opened the door for her and told her to get out. She slipped out of the truck, feeling her heart pounding rapidly.

"Let's go down to the river," he said.

They went down to the river and he stripped off his clothes and stepped in. He motioned for her to do the same. She dropped her robe and stepped naked into the cool water. He put his broad arm around her shoulders and pulled her tightly against him.

"I was mad as hell last night," he said. "I didn't want to think about you being with other men. Every time I thought about it made me sick. But I couldn't let you go. You're too fucking good."

"I won't go with any other men from now on," she promised.

"You'd better keep that promise," he said. "Or I'll take a strap to your ass."

She felt weak in her knees and he had to hold her steady. She knew that Red was the man she'd been looking for. The man who would teach her how to really be a woman. There wouldn't be any need for other men as long as Red was around.

He crushed her tight against him and she could feel his cock growing stiff.

"Umm," she said, reaching down and fondling his prick. "Do you have a problem?"

"Nothing you can't take care of," he said. He picked her up and carried her back to the bank. He lay her down on the soft green grass and his face disappeared between her thighs. She felt his tongue licking away the drops of water from her thick pubic hair.

She ran her fingers through his thick hair. She tugged at his head when she felt his delicious feeling tongue parting her cunt folds and slipping into her hot box. Her hips began to move against his thrusting tongue.

"Oh yes, Red," she groaned. "Oh yes, that's nice. I love being eaten. I love it!" His hands cupped her ass and he squeezed her flesh as his tongue thrust in and out. She felt her cunt getting juicy as the warmth spread through her body.

"Let me turn around," she said. "Let's sixty-nine."

He released her so that he could stretch out on his back and she quickly covered him with her cunt. She leaned across his body so her lips touched his cock-head.

"I love to suck your cock," she told him. "You have a magnificent cock. So sweet-tasting."

She shivered as he drove his tongue deep into her cunt and she knew the time for talking was over. She lifted his rod with her fingers and started planting wet kisses all over the head of his prick. She licked away the little drops of lubricating fluid that appeared on the tip.

She did love it. Sucking his cock made her feel hotter and hotter. She sucked his rod into her mouth all the way up to his thick balls. She worked on him like his cock was a candy stick, and the best thing she ever tasted.

She released his cock with a soft pop and licked down both sides of his prick. She pulled his balls into her mouth and found them to be just as heavy as the night before. Perhaps he was just one of those men who had a lot of cum. She hoped so.

She went down on his rod again until she could feel his thick cock-head against the back of her throat. She sucked him deeper, so deep that she felt his balls press against her. She started using her tongue and lips as well as she could with the room that his thick shaft left in her mouth.

His tongue became frantic as he drove it into her. She could feel her passions growing. She couldn't stand it. She wanted to feel his cock in her cunt.

Again she released his cock and this time he was ready. He pushed her off him and made her get on her hands and knees. He stroked her hair for a moment before he pressed his cock against her pussy from behind.

He was on his knees but he gave a savage stroke that nearly drove her into the ground. Another savage thrust drove his cock so deep in her cunt that she was afraid it was going to come out her mouth. She loved it. God, how she loved it. She pressed back against him as he began to fuck her in a deliciously filling way.

"Honey!" she cried. "Honey, that's nice! That's so good! I love your cock! I love it!"

"Fuck me, baby," he said. "Fuck me!"

She drove herself back at him again and again and she felt her climax start. It came so soon that she was surprised by it. Her body trembled. She pressed her face to the pound as she was overcome by the wonderful sweetness of it.