Laura Quincy - Hot for sis

Growling his enjoyment of the savage finale to their fucking, Alan pounded her pussy with his prick ruthlessly. His hugely swollen cock gouged into her again and again.

"Beat me with your cock meat!" she wailed, throwing her ass up, swallowing his ferocious cock-thrusts with her pitching pussy.

Their bodies slapped lewdly together in a totally wild fucking tempo. Her heart pounded, ready to burst.

"Faster, harder, deeper!" she yelled, fucking her cunt up to meet his battering cock lunges.

His pounding assault accelerated. She gloried in the gut-deep thrust of his raging-hot cock, and the way it split into her hungry pussy.

Blinding agony suddenly overwhelmed her as his engorged cock fucked even deeper than before, then erupted in a molten flow of cum.

She screamed, arching her hips to receive his spurting cum, her cunt seeming to dissolve in a bone-melting spasm of rapture.

Amy purred like a well-fed kitten. Or like a well-fucked woman. She snuggled against her brother with a sigh of contentment.

At last, after all the years of secretly lusting for… at last she had fucked him. She knew now what she'd speculated on since she was a kid, that he was one fantastic fuck!

"God, you're good," she murmured, her mouth nuzzling against the damp curly hair on his chest.

"I may be good," he retorted, "but you're absolutely fantastic. Jesus, I've never had a fucking like that."

"There's more where that came from," Amy giggled. "Isn't that nice to know?"

Alan pulled her tight. "Sure is. And know what? I'm ready for seconds."

That first night… how they had fucked!

Thinking about it now, three days later, Amy stifled a laugh. It was a wonder she hadn't gotten up bowlegged the next morning.

Catching her teenaged nephew's gaze on her, she suppressed hr erotic daydreaming. There was no telling how Brian would take it if he had any idea of how she and his dad sucked and fucked each other.

She finished dishing up lunch for Brian and herself and then sat down next to him at the dinette.

"I'm going over to Billy's house this afternoon."

She smiled. "OK, but your dad's planning to come home early from work so we can take a drive or something."

"I won't stay late," he assured her.

Brian slanted a look at Amy every chance he got, without being too obvious. His aunt was one fucking choice bit of pussy.

That was just what his buddy Billy had said when he'd first seen her. Brian agreed wholeheartedly.

His cock got hard when he thought about her, about what she must look like naked. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

He and Billy had discussed endlessly how to get in her pants, even while each figured the chance of it happening as next to nothing. But, oh, how he'd love to fuck her!

She went around in the skimpiest clothes, showing off those big juicy tits of hers. And he got off on the tight shorts his aunt wore and the way the crotch seam hugged her pussy, outlining and crevicing her cuntlips.

Brian choked a little on his food, so horny he could hardly think.

Gulping the rest of his meal, Brian belted out of the house.

After the teen left, Amy cleared the table and did the dishes. All the while, she was anticipating Alan's arrival.

She felt like an addict. Her always-ready lust was now even more demanding. The more cock she had, the more cock she craved.

Now, it seemed, she lived to suck and fuck. To always be quenching her obsessive fuck lust.

She heard Alan's key in the front door and rushed down the hallway.

He shoved the door shut behind him, gathered her against his lean hard body.

"Brian's over at Billy's house," she told him, informing him of his son's whereabouts and at the same time inviting his lusty caresses.

"Guess that gives us some time for a quickie, huh?"

She giggled. "More than that, I hope."

"Greedy bitch."

"You know it, lover," she grinned, rubbing up against his body.

Alan lifted her in his arms and carried her into the living room. Then he set her back on her feet.

Amy started to unbutton her midriff-tied blouse, but he stopped her.

"No, let me."

His eyes gleaming with sexual hunger, Alan slowly, unfastened the ties of her blouse, then opened the buttons and pushed the blouse apart.

Her full tits strained against the flimsy lace cups of her bra. The lush tit flesh swelled up, threatening to spill from the lacy confines. Through the open work of the lace bra, her stiff pink nipples beckoned.

"Sweet, sweet tits," Alan whispered huskily.

His hands closed over each thrusting tit mound. Amy swallowed thickly, swayed slightly as riotous desire ignited in her pussy.

Her nipples throbbed, pushing against the bra cups and the pressure of his palms. His touch burned her skin with a delicious heat.

"Such juicy sweet tits," Alan breathed. His fingers fumbled to strip her bra away. At last her puffy tits were free and naked, jiggling in a tempting invitation.

Alan rolled his cupped hands over and around her creamy low-slung tits.

"Jesus, you sexy big-titted bitch," he growled lustily before dropping his mouth to her tit.

Amy curled her hands into his hair holding him against her tit with a moan of agonized arousal. Liquid fire danced through her veins and electric sparks jumped along her nerve endings.

Her pussy pounded with a gnawing hunger that she knew would soon be appeased by her brother's mammoth length of cock meat.

Alan squeezed and fondled her tits, feeling the squishy tit mounds swell with passion as he sucked a nipple. He flicked the deep-pink rubbery nipple with his tongue tip and loved how it made her moan.

Sucking the end of one big tit, he gnawed gently on her tasty tit flesh. Her tit tasted warm and slightly sweaty, absolutely delicious.

After licking and sucking her tits for a long, long time, Alan pulled back and unfastened her denim shorts.

Breathing fast, just as she was, he eased her shorts and panties down over her sleek hips, then let them fall to the floor. Amy stepped out of them, and kicked the fabric to one side.

She stood before him, legs apart, every inch of her lush naked body trembling for his touch.

Alan knelt in front of her, his eyes glued to the dark thatch of hair covering her pussy mound. He could see the pink meat of her cuntlips peeping out. Her pussy hair glistened stickily.

When he ran his hands up her thighs, Amy quivered with horny glee.

"Oh, yes, you wild cunt-lapper," she sighed, "do it to me. Open me up, spread my hot cunt and get your mouth in there. Eat me, eat my cunt!"

He dug his fingers into her sopping-wet pussy slit. Amy moaned and moved her legs farther apart, thrust her pussy forward, giving him greater access to its steamy depths.

Alan pulled her sticky cuntlips open, exposing the dewy wet length of her cunt slit. He savored her cunt's horny hot smell, licked his lips.

Her passion-clouded mind reeled at the force of her arousal. She cried out wildly when Alan leaned forward, moving his open mouth against the crinkly hair of her cunt.

Alan's tongue probed the soft wet pussy folds, making Amy squirm with ecstasy. The lump of her clit became swollen and hard, pushing out from her steamy cuntlips. He fastened his mouth on her clit and sucked.

She wailed and twitched as he nibbled at the tender morsel of her clit. She felt truly on fire, burning up with horny need.

"Oh, Alan, eat me!" she cried. "Eat me out… suck my pussy!"

Tingling electric sensations darted from her throbbing pussy in all directions. She felt squirmy and jumpy inside without mounting lust. She could sense her climax rapidly approaching and tried to pull back, but Alan held onto her taut ass cheeks.

"God, I can't hold it!" she wailed. "I just can't hold back."