J Watson - Hot piece cousin

Yet she couldn't refuse when he made a motion for her to come closer. She stretched out beside him and kissed him on the throat. He took her hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. Her fingers jerked back as if they had been burnt.

"Put your Goddamn hand back," he said, and she knew he was growing angry again. Quickly she touched his firm cock, wrapping her fingers around his stalk and feeling his powerful throbbing.

He may have had something mind but her fingers touching him drove him crazy. He pushed her hand any and rolled over on top of her. She felt suffocated by his huge body. He kissed her again and she opened her mouth to him. His hands dipped beneath her body to cup her asscheeks.

"I'm going to fuck you," he whispered into her ear. "I'm going to fuck your virgin cunt. I'm going to stick my cock right up your cunt and fuck the shit out of you."

She couldn't say anything. Her words fat fuck in her throat. She could feel the wetness at her cunt where his cock was rubbing against her. He covered her mouth with his own and he pushed hard with his cock. She gasped as his cock-head pressed between the rosy petals of her virgin cunt-lips.

He gave another push and his cock-head jabbed inside her until it was against her hymen. It began to hurt. She was not lubricated enough and his fat cock filled her so completely that she couldn't relax.

He jabbed again and his cock-head broke through her hymen and jammed deep inside her. She cried out with pain. He had known she would yen and that was the reason his mouth never left her. He kept his lip crushing hers as his cock rested in her.

He didn't move. She felt bin thick cock throbbing within her but he didn't by to move. He remained still while his lips and tongue explored her mouth. His hands slipped beneath her again and took firm gripe on her fleshy asscheeks. He began to squeeze the firm globes as both his middle fingers probed at the crack of her ass.

Then the pain began to leave and the hot, moist hot feeling returned. That same tingly feeling began to I make her feel weak and sick. She'd have never believed it but she was the one who started to move against him.

His lips left her mouth and he kissed her throat and the tops of her titties.

"I'm going to make you go crazy," he said. "I'm going to make you go out of your fucking mind!"

He began to really fuck her, driving his cock in and out of her cunt with a deep, filling stroke. Her cunt was stretched a little more with each stroke and she would grow a little wetter, so that in a few moments there was no discomfort at all.

She found herself liking the sensation of his stiff cock rubbing against her cunt walls and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him tighter against her.

"I told you you'd like it, cunt," he grunted.

She no longer cared what he said. She was not humiliated by the fact that he was making her moan with pleasure. She could only think about the delicious sensation of being really fucked. It was unlike anything she'd imagined, even in her wildest dreams. He knew how to use his cock to I make her experience the mast pleasure.

"I love it!" she cried out. "I love it! I can't help it! It just feels so good!"

She protested as she felt him withdraw his cock from hot steaming hole. She reached for him but he moved away quickly. Again she grabbed frantically for his stiff cock, knowing that she had to be a whorish looking sight crawling on her hands and knees and reaching for his prick.

"Please," she begged him. "Don't leave me like this. Please let me have it. Pleaseeeee!"

"I will, cunt," he said, grinning broadly. "I'm going to really wire it to you. Now turn around and get on your hands and knees. I'm going to put it in your cunt from behind."

Again she felt a moment of shame but it didn't last her long. She needed that blood red prick in her cunt too bad to protest anything he wanted done. Quickly she pulled around so that her flail body turned to him. She climbed to her hands and knees and allowed him to position her she wanted her. She felt sticky in the places whore his huge cock-head brushed gently against her.

He reached around her body and cupped her titties in his broad hands. He started squeezing them roughly until she started squirming in pleasure. She pushed back at him, tiring to pull that hard cock inside herself.

"What do you want, cunt?" he asked, laughing. "What can your old cousin give to you?"

"You know what I want," she begged.

He squeezed her tits even harder and his fingers nabbed across her nipples until they were painful peaks of heated desire. She started shaking her head from side to aide and low sobs escaped her throat.

"Tell me," he demanded. "Tell your old cousin what you want and I'll give it to you."

"Please," she said. "Please give it to me."

"That won't do," he chided. "Tell me what you want. Tell me you want me to fuck the hell out of you. Tell me!"

"I want you to fuck me!" she screamed. "I need you to fuck me! Please fuck me!"

He laughed at his victory and plunged his thick cock back into her tight cunt. He went deeper than before, so deep that she was afraid he was going to tear into her stomach. It was a fantastic feeling.

"God, I love it," she groaned. "I love it! Give it to me. Fuck me some more!"

His rough hands kept their grip upon her hanging tits as he started slamming his cock forcefully into her. She felt a shiver each time his cock filled her. Then she felt one hand leave a tit and his fingers probed between his cock and the fleshy folds of her cunt.

She went crazy. She started squirming wildly, meeting his every deep stroke with a backward shove of her own. He seemed to somehow get deeper.

"Stay," she moaned. "Stay in me. Something's happening. I'm getting crazy! Oh please keep your cock in my cunt I'm so fucking hot! I LOVE YOUR FUCKING COCK!"

Her body rocked with the violence of her climax, and all the time his fingers kept massaging her tit and the fleshy folds of her cunt underneath his cock. She was left weak and exhausted but he didn't let her fall down as she wanted.

Instead both his hands cupped her titties again and he began to drive his cock into her cunt even more savagely than before. She felt his thick prick vowing within her and she knew he was getting ready to come.

"No," she protested weakly. "You can't put that stuff in me."

"Keep still," he demanded.

It was too late to stop him from doing anything for she felt his long, shuddering sigh and then the wetness of his huge prick-head exploding into her. She felt his thick jism coating her sensitive cunt walls. He only pulled his cock out after the last thick spurt had filled her cunt.

"You've got some sweet pussy," he said.

This time she was able to collapse and she felt the first hue shame. Dirk had stood up, that same wide grin still on his face, and he used her flimsy panties to wipe off the end of his cock.

She was telling herself that it couldn't have happened. She couldn't have allowed him to fuck her. It couldn't have been her who begged him with those awful words. She blushed right to her ears as she thought of the wanton way she had acted and everything she had said.

Quickly she dressed herself and ran for the house with the mound of his deep laughter still ringing in her ears.

Tim Donalds knew something had happened as soon as he heard the sound of crying coming from Sherry's bedroom, and he had a feeling that he knew what it was. Dirk had wasted no time introducing his niece to the joys of farm life.

Tim smacked his full lips together. He would have enjoyed taking the girl's virginity himself but he was willing to settle for seconds. And thirds. And fourths.

He walked through the house and knocked softly on Sherry's bedroom door.