J Watson - Hot and eager niece

"Oh fuck yes!" he groaned. "But you'd better hurry. I'm getting fucking close!"

She slipped off his prick and quickly put her mouth on his cock. She gobbled up his meat as the first thick gob of his jism erupted into her throat.

"I'm coming!" he yelled. "I'm fucking coming! I'm coming in your hot mouth! Fuck, it feels good. It feels so fucking good! I'm fucking coming in your mouth! Aghhhhhhh!"

More of his thick hot jism poured into her mouth and she swallowed as much of it as she could. He tasted good. She sucked him dry and then sucked for more.

"That's it, baby," he said weakly.

He'd come a lot, but she knew that wasn't all he had to offer. She began to kiss and lick at the crown of his cock and she felt it start to harden immediately.

"Jesus," he groaned. "What are you doing to me?"

She gobbled his meat down again and she felt it grow hard in her mouth. She released it and licked down to his balls. She kissed each of his balls gently.

"I need to be fucked, Daddy," she moaned. "I need to be fucked so bad."

It was true. She'd never needed it as much as she did right then. Her whole body ached with need. She found herself being pushed over onto her back.

"Now I'll fuck you – like a man," he said.

There was something new and different in his voice and somehow Lolly knew a change had happened. He wasn't the same man who had been brought in drunk. He was in command of himself. Perhaps a good fucking was all he really needed to forget about his wife.

"Baby," she moaned. "Put it in me! Put it in my pussy!"

He climbed between her legs and she felt his hard cock nudge at her pussy.

"Lift your legs," he said.

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his buttocks even as he shoved his cock into her pussy. His prick went in easily and there was no sore feeling this time.

"Ahhhh!" she groaned. "Now fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me good!"

He drove his prick into her savagely and brought it out again. He mauled her titties as he pushed his cock back into her again. She squeezed her thighs tight around his cock.

"Do it to me!" she cried.

He fucked her hard but without the brutality of Max. He was good with his cock. He knew how to move it so that it would excite her the most.

"Jesus, that's niceee!" she wailed.

He slammed his cock into her pussy again and again and she felt the hot spasms shake her. She ground herself up against him, trying to draw his pecker in as deep as she could get it.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" she cried. "Fuck me hard!"

His hands still groped her titties as he drove his prick into her pussy. His balls slapped against her. She felt the first trembling in her belly.

"I'm coming, Daddy!" she moaned. "I'm coming!"

She bit her lips as her body was shook with excitement.

"Coming!" she cried. "I'm comingggg!"

At the same time she felt his thick prick spurt into her pussy with even more cum than before. It felt so good. She wrapped her legs tightly around him as he rocked back and forth.

"That's right, Daddy," she moaned. "Put it all in me! Put in every drop!"

They fell together but Lolly knew that the night was just starting. Her daddy still had plenty to give.

Grace stood in the dim light of the barn and watched her brother pitch hay into an empty stall. He had his shirt off and his muscles rippled with each fork he pitched.

"Did you tell Lolly I'll be spending the night?" Grace asked her brother.

"Yeah," he grunted.

"Everyone in our family seems to work so hard," she said.

He didn't answer and there was a silence in the barn for a few moments. Grace searched her mind for something to say. She knew he would be finished in a few moments and he would be starting home. She wished she could think of something to say, anything that would keep him a few minutes longer. She just didn't want to seem too obvious.

"Are you sure you told Lolly?" she finally asked.

"Sure," he answered. "I told her!"

"You don't have to get mad," Grace said.

She was trying to hold him in conversation, but he didn't want to talk.

He finished pitching hay and he picked up his work shirt. He started to put it back on.

"Don't leave yet," she said.

"Why not?" he asked suspiciously.

"We need to talk," she said. "We don't ever talk."

"What do we need to talk about?" he asked.

"Just things," she answered. "Brothers and sisters should talk sometimes."

"Got no time," he said.

He started to button up his shin, and Grace knew she would have to tell the truth. It would be the only chance she had. She hoped he wouldn't get mad and hit her. Sometimes it was hard to tell what Kenny might do.

"I'll tell you what we can talk about," she said, "if you really want to know."

"What?" he asked.

"We can talk about you and Janet."

Her brother was often slow in his thinking, but he wasn't that slow. An angry cloud came across his face.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I saw everything," she said quickly. "I saw everything that happened."

Her brother looked puzzled and she knew he was trying to think of something to tell her.

"Don't worry," she said quickly. "I'm not going to tell anyone."

"Why not?" he asked.

It was time for Grace to be brave. She had to have the courage to tell her brother what she really wanted from him.

"Because I want the same thing," she said. "I want to fuck you too."

He stared at her as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. He shook his head.

"No," she said. "I'm big enough. I've got feelings."

She started to panic. He looked like he had made up his mind and she knew she would never get another chance. She couldn't let him leave.

"I'll tell," she said. "I'll tell everybody what happened. I'll tell."

"You wouldn't dare," he said.

"I would," she said, "I would, I would, I would!"

She had made him angry, but there was nothing he could do about that.

"You must be crazy," he said. "You must be crazy!"

"I'm not," she said. "I'm jealous. I'm jealous of you and Aunt Janet. I want what she got. It's not fair that she should have all the fun."

"You're crazy," he said.

She could tell that he was no longer sure of himself. He no longer looked angry and she knew she'd won. She had her brother confused and she could take advantage of that.

"Please, Kenny," she said softly. "I just want to have a little fun. I've got small tits but so does Aunt Janet. And I'm a virgin. Don't you think you'd like to have a virgin, Kenny? A sweet tight virgin all your own."

She could tell that she had him interested now. The part about the virgin did it.

"Just a little fun," she said.

She started to unbutton her blouse. She peeled it off her shoulders and then unhooked her bra.

Still, he wasn't convinced.

"What about Janet?" he asked nervously.

"Don't worry about her," Grace said. "She was starting to take a shower when I left and you know how long her showers take. She won't be out for a couple of hours. She won't miss me until then."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"I'm sure," she said.

His eyes still rested on her small tits, but she knew he was going to take more convincing. She didn't give him a chance to change his mind. Quickly she unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them. She had good, long legs. She took her panties and rolled them down her legs and kicked them off.

"I'm a virgin," she said. "A virgin, Kenny. I bet I'll be the tightest pussy you ever had."

He was really showing interest now. He stared at the plump mound of her nearly hairless pussy. He licked his lips.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked him.

"You're pretty enough," he answered.

It wasn't the kind of answer she wanted, but she knew it would have to do. At least he wasn't heading for the door any more. But he was as white as a sheet. He was really uncomfortable with her standing so naked just inches from him.