Harry Stevens - Daughter_s new, hot family

Wary of getting on the wrong side of not only the law, but someone who might be her cousin, Kitty agreed to go along. Buster started driving. Inside of five minutes they were parked on a bluff, overlooking the few remaining lights in Centerville at that time of night.

"Kids come up here to make out. Call it Make-out Point, in fact," Buster said, telling Kitty what she'd already suspected. "None of them will try anything as long as we're around, though. Patrol car scares 'em off. So we have the place to ourselves, private as you can get. Yeah, just you and me!"

His arm edged over and fell around Kitty's shoulders. He leaned close enough to her so she could feel his breath against her face.

"Jib, Buster," she said when his free hand sneaked onto her thigh. "Really, I think we'd better leave. I'm supposed to be somewhere…"

"Hey, relax," Buster answered. "Said yourself that Uncle John's not expecting you until tomorrow. You can stay out as late with me tonight as you want and nobody'll be the wiser. We're the only ones who'll know!"

"Know… about what?" Kitty asked.

"What else?" Buster said with a grin. "You don't have a fella back in Mossy Fork, I don't have a girl here in town, and nobody knows we're together. No strings attached. Trust me, little lady, we can make some beautiful music together if you're in the mood. And I'd bet my badge you are, especially once I warm you up!"

Ever since Buster had looked at her when she got into the patrol car, Kitty had expected that it might come to that. However, now that it actually had, she remained at a loss as to what to do.

Buster smirked at her. "Here, maybe this'll help you make up your mind real quick!"

His free hand went from Kitty's thigh to his bulging fly. He unzipped his pants, reached inside, and pulled out what, in his macho opinion, he considered irresistible.

"Well?" he confidently asked.

Kitty was stunned. His cock was so big that its size took her breath away. His prick had to be at least a foot long, she thought, and so thick! She hadn't realized any man could be hung quite like that. She had to wonder if she were woman enough for so much cock-meat.

"Think you could suck the whole thing?" Buster asked.

"I-I dunno," Kitty stammered.

"Only one way to find out then, isn't there?" Buster said. "Go for it, baby, you'll never know unless you try. Unless I make you try!"

He wasn't the type who held back once lust was in his blood. After he'd forced Kitty down on the front seat, his massive cock-head was suddenly in her face.

"Open that mouth up and let me fuck it for you," he said.

Pinned down, Kitty thought about screaming. But for what? she wondered. A cop?

So, accepting her fate, she murmured, "Okay, I'll give you a blow-job. But that's all. Then you have to take me where I'm going and forget this ever happened."

Buster was busy forcing his huge prick into her mouth and down her throat. And once she had tasted his cock, Kitty was hooked. Her natural reflex was to just start sucking and set aside her worries about what might happen.

Nothing mattered now, except proving to herself that she had what it took to deep-throat the biggest cock she guessed she'd ever have the chance to see. Inch after inch she swallowed, until she was on the verge of gagging. But there was still so much more. Determined not to let Buster's cock get the best of her, Kitty braced herself and sucked harder.

She was in a breathless daze by the time Buster announced, "Wow! I didn't really think you could do it! No other chick in this town ever has. But just look at you! Got your damned cunt of a mouth around every bit of my big prick, all the way to my balls!"

Kitty became aware that her face was being tickled by Buster's hairy crotch. There was no doubt she'd gone down on him all the way. Spurred on by her success, Kitty sucked his cock in earnest.

"Oh, baby!" Buster moaned with mounting pleasure as Kitty's mouth began moving along the length of his prick. "Your mouth gets more like a cunt all the time. What a load of jizz I'm gonna shoot for you!"

At the mention of this, Kitty's thirst for it became all consuming. To prime Buster's supply, she squeezed his hairy balls with one hand and finger-fucked his gritty asshole with the middle finger of her other hand.

"Jeez! Maybe I should have run you in as a whore, after all!" Buster groaned with delight. "'Cause you sure as hell go down on a guy like one. More whore than I could ever afford on a cop's pay!"

Kitty had never felt more flattered in her life. She stepped up the action even more to live up to his praise. At that rate, she thought, Buster's jizz would have to soon be hers.

"My cock's ready to blow, baby! Hold on, 'cause here it comes!"

His cock exploded with liquid fury in the depths of Kitty's throat. His prick wasn't just spurting. Buster's jizz gushed in a continuous stream, as though he were creamily pissing it. As fast as his cum arrived, Kitty gulped it down at the same pace. Not until Buster's climax had dribbled to a close did she release her oral grasp, having downed every last drop of jism she could dredge from his balls.

"Gotta hand it to you, little lady," he murmured when it was over, "a guy could live his whole life and never get a blow-job as good as the number you just did on me! You're the best! An actual piece of ass from any other chick wouldn't stack up against the kinda head you put out!"

Buster started stuffing his sticky cock-meat back into his pants to zip up his fly. Kitty's triumph went flat when she saw that he'd had enough, while she'd just been getting warmed up.

"What're you doing with your cock?"

Shrugging, Buster explained. "Just keeping up my end of our bargain. You said that after the blowjob I had to take you to Uncle John's. That's still what you want, isn't it?"

"What do you think?" Kitty asked steamily.

"You tell me what to think," Buster countered.

"Action speaks louder than words!" Kitty whispered. She quickly stripped. Wearing just her bra and panties, she got out of the car and lay down on a soft patch of grass.

Following her, Buster found her bathed from head to toe in moon glow. In that spotlight, Kitty removed the last of what she wore. She unhooked and cast aside her bra, releasing her bare tits in stiff-nipple splendor.

"Chicks don't get any foxier than this!" moaned a wide-eyed Buster.

"This one does!" Kitty teased. She reached down to peel away her panties. Her cunt was on display between her spread thighs – her pride and joy.

"Oh, God!" Buster blurted when he saw her shaved pussy. "Not a hair on it! Just like a little girl's curt. You've got tits like a woman, but a pussy like you could still just be a child."

"Best of both possible worlds, huh, Buster? Now, what're you gonna do about it?" Kitty asked.

"Oughta pinch myself to see if I'm dreaming!" Buster sighed. He dropped his pants to unleash his cock again. His prick was harder than ever.

"I've never fucked a shaved pussy before," he said.

"Well, mine isn't here for you to just look at, stud!" Kitty crooned, fingering her puss lips apart to dazzle Buster with her pink cunt. "If you're not ready to give me what I'm after by now, you must have turned gay since that blow-job!"

"Shit, if I'd been gay to start with, sure as hell wouldn't be anymore after seeing your bald cunt spread wide open like that for my cock!"

"Then get into the groove, stud!" Kitty urged. "Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me!"

She was still chanting when Buster moved on top of her. With her cunt treated to twelve surging inches of thick prick, Kitty's voice dropped into a low moan. She was already on the orgasmic brink.

"I'm cumming… cumming… cumming!" she cried to Buster. "Now do something wonderful to my tits, to go along with your big cock in my cunt. Keep happening for me! Don't wanna stop cumming the whole time you're fucking me, stud!"