Victoria Parker - The youngest aunt

"It's shootin' stuff out, Bobby," she whimpered with delight.

"Squirtin', Darcy – squirtin' because it's so hot to fuck you."

"May I kiss it, Bobby?" Darcy whispered.

"Yeah, please, Darcy, kiss my cock. Kiss it, sweet cousin."

Darcy ducked her head in and planted an adoring kiss right on the tip of Bobby's cock, the cum sticking on her lips. She ran her tongue over her upper lip and licked away the tasty goo.

Then she grasped his prick with both hands and squeezed, played with his hard fucker, her eyes wide in amazement, her mouth hanging open as she watched the big red cockhead spill gobs of cum on the rug, on her belly, her tits.

"I love it," she whispered.

"Tell me then, tell me you love my dick, Darcy."

"I love your dick, Bobby."

Bobby couldn't stand the excitement. He pushed her back on the bed and mounted her. She spread her legs. He guided his prick to her cunt, pushed the bulging cockhead into the softness, the gooey paradise, then he pushed into her a full seven inches. And he began a slow pump, fucking his prick like a well-oiled piston in and out of his darling cousin's tight pussy.

"Oh, Bobby," she gasped. "That feels so different, so… so hot, so hot in there, like it's burnin'… on fire or somethin'."

"You bet it's on fire… and I'm fuckin' you, Darcy. Tell me I'm fuckin' you."

"You're fuckin' me, Bobby," Darcy panted. His prick certainly was fucking her. The big thick slab slicked in and out, up and down, as Bobby pumped and humped on the girl. His big balls swatted her wonderful ass.

She had her legs open, cocked, her stockinged feet flat on the bed, knees cocked. She looked up into Bobby's intense eyes. Her gaze was glazed. Her face perspired. Her forehead under the bangs of her hair was creased with passion, and her mouth hung open.

She looked down, tucked in her chin, took a look at Bobby's horse-prick fucking there between her legs. "Ahhhh, whoofffewwwww, Bobby," she babbled in a whimpering whisper.

"You ever been fucked by a real prick before, Darcy?" Bobby asked.

"Huh-uh, no."

"How long you been fucking yourself with those giant dildos?"

"Last year," she gasped. "I started last year."

"How?"

"I was at the mall. A man came up to me and said he had a present for me. He handed me a box and walked away. I opened it and there was a dildo in the box with a hundred dollars. And a note. The note said: 'Fuck yourself tonight at nine with this, and I'll be thinking of you.'" Darcy was panting. "And then it said: 'You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen.'"

Bobby bucked up and down, faster now, his cock fucking in and out of Darcy's pussy. She squirmed under him, screwed her hips as she had when she'd fucked dildos.

There was a slick, juicy sound as Bobby's prick plunged in and out of Darcy's cunt. This was joined in counterpoint by the sweet thud of his balls against Darcy's plump, as.

"You are pretty, Darcy," Bobby panted. "He was right, you are the prettiest, you are a sweet, pretty darling. Did you fuck the dildo at nine?"

"Yes," she gasped.

"And I'll bet he was jackin' off to you, too."

"Oh, God, yeah, I'll bet he was," Darcy gulped.

"You naughty cousin," he puffed. "You're so dirty-sweet."

"Oh, Bobby, am I?"

"Uh-huh."

"Where do you keep all your dildos?" he asked.

"In my closet."

His cock was ramming her cunt now. He was pumping fast. She fucked back at him. They looked good on the bed, fucking each other.

Bobby slid a hand under her ass and buttonholed her asshole with his index finger.

He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. They fucked and kissed. The room was filled with the sound of their juicy lovemaking.

"You like fuckin' a real prick?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, yeah, it feels so great, Bobby."

"Tell me."

"Feels good when you fuck me with your real prick, Bobby!" she cried.

He was fucking Darcy really good now, his hard sailor ass pumping and his prick plunging into the sweet thing. His big balls banged unmercifully on her ass. She bumped up and down under him. The bed shook and trembled with their hot fucking.

Bobby kissed her, their tongues slapping together. His cock filled her pussy with hard thickness. She liked the feel of his colossal cock in her cunt.

He fingered her asshole faster, fucked her faster, humped wildly on her, fucking all of his monster prick into the girl.

"Oh, shit!" Bobby cried.

"Bobby, Bobby! I'm gonna feel good, like I do with my dildo! Here it comes, Bobby!"

"Cum, cum with me, Darcy!" he yipped, banging up and down on her like a jackhammer.

She stiffened below him. His prick exploded.

A load of cum poured into Darcy's pussy. She moaned in joy. A ripple of simmering satisfaction slithered through her. She fucked up to him and held her hips still, and Bobby gave her a good hard drilling with short fuck-strokes as he came. His cock spilled a river of jizz into Darcy. Cum seeped from her cunt and trickled down her creamy thighs.

"Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me with that big dick!" Darcy cried.

"Darcy, you pretty doll," Bobby panted.

"I love this feeling," she whimpered.

And they shuddered together in sweet ecstasy, cumming, cumming, cumming.

Bobby finally collapsed on top of her, heaving, huffing. She relaxed and fell back on the bed. He pulled out of her cunt slowly, and they lay side by side in silence for a few moments.

Bobby finally rolled over and pressed his body against Darcy. He wound his arms around her and kissed her tasty lips. His prick began to rise again, as if being pumped up with air.

Darcy felt his hard-on against her belly. A sweet thrill simmered through her. Bobby kissed her tits, ran his hand up and down on her thighs, tickled his fingers softly into and around the sandy peach fuzz between her legs.

She reached between them and clasped her hand around Bobby's stiff fucker.

"Suck my prick for me, Darcy," he whispered.

"Gee, Bobby – should I?"

"Yeah. Ever done that before?"

"No, but I sucked on my dildos."

"Come on, Darcy, suck me… suck my prick."

She got up on her knees beside him, then she bent over and pressed her lips to the big beet red tip of his cock. She kissed softly, then her lips opened and she slicked them around the massive cockhead and sucked it into her mouth.

She held his prick at the base with one hand. She tickled Bobby's balls with her other hand. Her cheeks were sucked in.

"Oh, baby doll," Bobby moaned.

He looked down, watched her cute lips sealed on his cock, saw her bob her head up and down, saw her squeeze on his prick with her hand, felt the jiggle of his balls in her other hand.

She was an adorable sight, sucking, slobbering all over Bobby's massive horse-prick. She slid her lips up and off his prick, then licked all over the cockhead, licked along the thick prickshaft, then down into the fuzzy hair and over his balls.

"You naughty girl," Bobby muttered. "You prick-licker."

"Ahhhhhh, ooooooo, mmmmm," Darcy mumbled, her tongue making long, sloppy strokes up and down his cockstalk.

Bobby grabbed his cock and began jerking on it, pumping the big prickhead on Darcy's wiggling tongue. She opened her mouth wide, flapped her tongue, and Bobby jacked his prick, thumped his prickhead into her lips, her wagging tongue, the warmth of her spit.

Then he came.

A gusher of cock cream jetted into Darcy's mouth, all over her lips and chin. She licked wildly at the constant stream of jism. Bobby jacked furiously on his cock. The cum shot out in big milky blobs.

"Oh, Darcy!" he yelled.

She squeezed his balls and nibbled at his cockhead, licked, kissed, and the cum kept spurting all over her pretty face.

"You're so pretty," Bobby moaned hotly. Glug, glug, glug – the sound of cum on Darcy's lips, a sweet sloshing sound.