Harry Stevens - Daughter_s new, hot family

Buster was writing a parking ticket when he saw Kitty go into the fashion boutique. He couldn't miss her if he tried. It was like he had radar for that girl.

"That's her, all right. Mmmm, what a piece!" Buster Branch sighed, his stiffening cock getting as bulky between his legs as his service revolver was at his hip. "Now, why do you suppose she's going in there? That's the most expensive store in town. She must have plenty of her own dough to spend. Uncle John's only that generous with those girls he keeps on the side – his, what you call them, mistresses."

Stalling to get another look at her, Buster hung around on Main Street by finding more parking tickets to give. When he ran out of there, he hassled a couple of bums in the town square. Then, just when he was running out of things to do, she came back out onto the street.

Curious, Buster kept a safe distance and followed her. She stopped and asked somebody something, apparently getting directions to somewhere. Then, after traveling another block, she turned right.

Buster caught sight of Kitty again just as she was entering a building he knew full well. Puzzled, he took a walk and tiled to figure it out.

"Damn!" he muttered. "If that's not the same place where Uncle John keeps those women he fucks on the side. What's a little girl who's kin to him doing in there?"

After several minutes of thought, Buster guessed that he'd come up with an answer. She must be here in town for more than just a few days, he reasoned. Came here, maybe, to live for a while. And since Uncle John owned the whole building, Buster supposed, he must be letting her stay in one of the vacant apartments.

"Yeah, that's it… got to be it," Buster told himself. "Hell, if she's got the money to shop at that fancy boutique, she's probably even paying Uncle John rent on that apartment. Can come and go as she pleased without Uncle John saying boo."

Buster Branch saw no reason why he shouldn't take a break from patrolling Main Street to pay the little girl a friendly visit. Just to say hello, he thought, and get in a quick fuck if she was as much in the mood for another session with his big cock as he hoped she would be.

The apartment superintendent was taking a snooze, so Buster nudged him awake with his billy club and asked about the new girl in the building. Half asleep, the old guy mumbled something about the top floor, then went back into a nod.

Taking the stairs, he vaulted up them two at a time, counting on being as lucky that afternoon with the new piece of ass in town as he'd been last night.

Kitty looked at keg, he looked at her, then both turned their glassy eyes to the opening door, knowing there was no way to escape the trap of the apartment. They'd just have to take their medicine for being caught red-handed by the man who paid the bills.

"Hey!" the intruder cheerfully called out just before showing himself. "Guess who? Heard you'd moved in here, and thought I'd pop in. Surprised to see me?"

Kitty sighed with relief. It could have been a whole lot worse than only Buster, she thought.

"What're you doing here?" Greg and Buster simultaneously snarled at each other.

Then a bare-assed Greg bragged, "Well, Buster, even somebody as dumb as you ought to be able to figure out that I've been fucking this chick silly! So why don't you just take a walk and leave her to me?"

"Yeah, just so happens, though, that I saw her first," Buster retorted. "I mean, fucked her first! So all you're getting is sloppy seconds, asshole!"

Greg got up from the bed and hissed, "You're lying! Now are you gonna get the hell out of here on your own, or am I gonna have to make you leave? Don't care how big a cop you think you are, I'll ram that tin badge right up your ass!"

"Just try it, punk!" Buster spat.

Their fists cocked, they were ready to fight. And although she was flattered to be their prize, Kitty knew she had to do something to stop them.

"Boys, boys!" she shouted, jumping up between them to keep them at bay. "We can settle this some other way, believe me!"

Their piercing stares silently told her they'd like to know how. Kitty knew that she'd better speak up with an answer, fast.

Then it suddenly came to her, the only logical way to settle it. What's more, she realized, if she could actually bring it off, it just might turn out to be the best thing that could have happened.

"All right, it's true," she said. "I've fucked you both. But that doesn't mean I have to pick one of you over the other today. After all, what makes you think I'm not woman enough for both of you?"

They blinked their eyes like they weren't sure what they'd heard.

Greg said, "Oh, no! Forget it! No way I'm waiting in line for pussy. I'm not taking turns, if that's what you mean!"

"Ditto here!" Buster chimed in, agreeing with his cousin for the first time.

Kitty slyly whispered, "NO waiting, boys! I'm talking about the two biggest cocks I've ever sucked and fucked, both at the same time!"

She sprawled on the bed then, raising her knees and parting her thighs with her hairless cunt yawing.

"Of course," she teased, "if one of you still wants to leave, I'll just have to go ahead and get it on with the one who stays. But if you both want me, that's exactly what you'll have to give me – your big, beautiful cocks together!"

"What-what if we both leave?" Greg asked. "Well, there's always this!" Kitty smirked. She began finger-fucking her cunt. That did it. Neither Greg nor Buster was going anywhere but straight to bed to get his share of Kitty.

She was more than ready for them. It all happened so fast that she wasn't even, sure whose cock was suddenly in her mouth and which twelve inches filled her pussy. She was doing what most girls would have thought impossible, sucking and fucking a pair of hung studs at once.

Keeping her eyes closed as she fucked Greg and Buster, Kitty couldn't help but think how far she'd come from the farm in such a short time. And it only promised to get better, as the current threesome with her brother and cousin illustrated.

Celebrating the delicious spot she was in, Kitty gleefully came. It was a double climax, a cum in her fucked cunt and the other in her fucked throat.

In her orgasmic daze, she overheard her brother and cousin talking about her. Buster said, "Little girl wasn't kidding when she said she was horny enough for both of us! You feel how hard she's cumming?"

"Sure as hell do!" Greg answered, the hatchet buried between the two young men now that they'd both buried their big pricks in Kitty. "First time any chick ever gave me head when I could swear she was cumming from a cock in her mouth the same as with her cunt!"

"Yeah, well, I can sure as hell tell you about that cunt of hers!" Buster moaned. "The more I fuck it, the tighter her pussy grabs onto my prick. And now that she's cumming, her cunt's rippling, too. Like a bunch of fingers giving a hand-job at the same time I'm getting laid!"

"Her mouth's like a cunt at the same time she blows me!" said Greg.

Then Buster noticed something about Kitty. "Hey, look! She's got her eyes closed!"

"Yeah, sure," Greg replied. "They have been the whole time since we jumped her."

"So maybe," Buster said, "she still doesn't know exactly which one of us is fucking her where!"

Reminded of how dumb his cousin could be, Greg scoffed, "Christ, she can hear, you know!"

"Sure! She knows where our cocks are fucking her now. But what if we start switching them around from where they're sticking her now and don't tip her off? Ought to drive her crazy… and, if you ask me, this is one chick that digs being fucked crazy. We'll be doing her a favor!"

Listening from below, an eager Kitty wanted to beg them to please go ahead with it. She held back, though, deciding to let them work it out on their own.