Nick Eastwood - Balling Hot Daughter

She'd die of curiosity long before that, she was sure of it.

Now her pussy got even hotter and wetter as she watched Mark play with

Tara's luscious little tits. He used his hands to cover all but the little red nipples that looked like ripe strawberries. He bent low, stuck out his tongue, and started lashing her nipples with the wet meat. Tara gave a squeal of excitement, and her nipples responded fast to the young man's tonguing, growing stiff and erect.

"0ooooo, Mark, you're getting me so hot," Tara moaned.

"That's the whole idea," he chuckled.

Chrissy caught herself squirming, rubbing her thighs together and trying to get some relief for the hot ache in her pussy. She reminded herself that that would have to wait. She had to be absolutely still and quiet. Later, when she'd finished her spying, she could go back to the trailer and beat off like crazy. She was going to need it, that was for sure. Her pussy felt like it was on fire.

She bet Tara felt that way, too. The redhead's pretty face was flushed, her teeth flashing as she panted, and she was wriggling and writhing as if her pussy ached with need. She moved her legs apart a little, and

Chrissy saw that the crotch of her shorts had a little puddle of pussy cream. Mark was making the young woman unbearably horny as he licked and sucked her tits.

Finally Tara couldn't remain passive any longer. She reached out and tugged off Mark's t-shirt, exposing his smooth tan chest. As an insider on the set, Chrissy happened to know that Mark actually had a very hairy chest, but he had to shave it for his role. The only "good guy" allowed to have a hairy chest was the male lead, Gene Jepson. So Tara was running her hands over taut bare flesh.

"Do you ever get to grow this back?" she giggled.

"Yeah, after we finish this season's shooting," Mark grinned. "I hope you'll be around to examine the difference. "

"I hope so, too," Tara smiled.

Then she reached for the zipper of his shorts. Chrissy sat rigid with attention, hardly daring to breathe as the redhead unzipped Mark's pants. Chrissy had heard a lot of rumors about cocks, about how boys were different from girls, but now she was going to get the truth. Tara was tugging Mark's shorts off, and he wasn't wearing underwear.

Chrissy's blue eyes got huge, and she barely stifled a gasp of excitement. So that was what a cock looked like.

"Mmmmmm, for me?" Tara grinned as she petted Mark's stiff cock.

"All yours," he leered.

His cock was about six inches long, Chrissy guessed, and very thick. It was feathered with blue veins and was drooling thick streams of juice. Most impressive of all, it stood up absolutely rigid, not even quivering as Tara petted it. Chrissy seethed with frustration. She wanted so much to pet a cock herself, to see how it felt, to get a closer look. No way could she wait till she was eighteen to find out all about boys!

She ached with envy as she watched Tara curl her fingers around the stiff slab of meat and pump it. Mark shivered with pleasure as his girlfriend's firm fingers zipped up and down his shaft. He lay back: for a moment and just let her arouse his already engorged prick. But he couldn't stay passive for long. He, reached for the elastic waistband of Tara's shorts and tugged the garment down. She assisted him by wriggling her hips and was left in just a skimpy pair of bikini panties. Mark made short work of those.

Chrissy eyed the older girl's luxuriant copper-furred bush and hoped that her own little muff of curls would get to be that impressive. She shivered with excitement as Mark and Tara, both naked now, kissed and rolled around in the leaves and grass, pawing each other hungrily. Mark slipped a hand between Tara's thighs and rubbed her slick pink gash, and she murmured and writhed obviously excited by his touch.

That was something Chrissy could really identify with. She knew how great it felt to be touched there because she did it all the time to herself. But she was sure it would be a lot more exciting if a boy did it to her, like Mark was doing to Tara. He found her clit, a swollen slick lump the size of a pea, and began to rub it with his fingertip, using a circular motion.

"0ooooo, yessss," Tara squealed, "play f with me, Mark, you know I love that."

"Okay," Mark said, suddenly looking quite serious, "but remember, this is as far as we can go."

"What?" Tara squawked. "What are you talking about?"

"Well, we are brother and sister," he said solemnly.

"Oh, you nut," Tara laughed.

Chrissy almost laughed, too. Mark was referring to their roles in the series, where he played a young detective and Tara played his sister, who was always trying to help him but usually fucking things up.lt made for a lot of laughs. But the TV audience thought of them as brother and sister in real life, too, and they would have been plenty shocked to see them right now.

"So you really wanta go all the way, Sis?" Mark teased.

"Sure, Brother," Tara laughed, "I think a little incest might be fun."

Incest? Chrissy didn't know the word, but she made a mental note to check it out sometime. Like when she got back to civilization and dictionaries. But right now books were the farthest thing from her mind. Tara was rolling onto her elbows and knees, wantonly poking her nice little ass at Mark. He was licking his lips and eying her exposed slit. Then he knelt behind her and teasingly rubbed the fat purple head of his cock over the slick flesh of her gash.

"Yessss, stick it in me," Tara hissed urgentIy.

Grinning like a maniac, Mark started to glide his rigid cock into

Tara's cunt. Chrissy watched breathlessly, finally understanding what it meant to "go all the way." She tried to imagine taking something the size of Mark's cock into her virgin pussy hole, and she felt both fright and excitement. Tara had an expression of total bliss on her face as Mark stuffed her with his meat, so obviously it didn't hurt her.

"Unnnnhhhhhh, yes, give it to me," Tara moaned, "give me every inch of that big thing."

"You got it, baby," Mark leered as his coarse-haired balls came to rest against her slit. "You got all of it. You like it?"

"1 love it," she gurgled, clawing the grass. "Now fuck the living shit out of me."

"My gosh, lady, you aren't horny or anything, are you?" Mark chuckled.

"Oh, no!" Tara exclaimed, "why should I be horny? Just because we haven't had a chance to fuck since we left L.A.? Me, horny?"

So Mark and Tara had been having an affair? Chrissy was excited to discover that.

But she was even more excited by what she was seeing right now. Mark began to saw his stiff cock in and out of Tara's slippery juicing cunt, fucking her in finn deep ~trokes, and she let out a hoarse moan of delight. Hot cream overflowed her box, gushing out around Mark's prick and running down her thighs. His cock looked so huge as it stretched her delicate cunt lips, but obviously she loved it.

"Ahhhhhh, yeah, honey, give it to me, ruck my pussy good," she moaned.

Mark still had that insane leer on his face as he pistoned his taut boner in and out of her cunt. Chrissy watched with rapidly mounting arousal and could hardly resist the urge to play with herself. Her pussy was boiling with need, and she was dying to know how it would feel to take something stiff and long up her cunt. As soon as she was by herself, she was going to fmd out. But right now she had to stay quiet.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee," Tara was squealing.

Her eager cries made Mark more aroused, and he fucked into her faster and harder, his belly slapping loudly against her ass.}-~js cock was making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the thick cream from her squeezing box. Chrissy rubbed her thighs together in another vain attempt to douse the fire in her slit. She knew now that she just wouldn't rest till she'd fucked a guy. She had to know what it was like.