Kathy Andrews: Hot mom and sis

"Ohhhhh!" Kathy screeched, the sound echoing off the pine trees. "I'm coming! Oh, God – suck hard! You've got me cowing! Ooooh, my pussy, my cunt-suck me! Suck me! Suck me!"

Her hips jerked frantically, sideways, then up and down. Her pussy was drawing on his tongue, convulsing with ecstasy.

It was quick, very quick, and so delicious! His face was smeared with the slippery cunt juices when he lifted his head, grinning at her. Kathy sat upright, almost falling from the seat until he braced her. She took his face between her hands, gazed a moment into his eyes, then kissed him passionately, her tongue licking at his lips.

"You're wonderful," she whispered. "I've never had my cunt sucked so good before. You really can do things, can't you?"

"I don't tell lies," he said, regretting that he had told her a lie about her car. He helped her down, and Kathy stumbled, leaning against him.

"I'm so weak now," she laughed. "My legs are still trembling. Feel." She placed his hand against her thigh.

His cock continued to thrust out in the sun. She grabbed it. "Now it's time for me to take care of this," she said throatily. "But I'd like to be in a cooler place. How can you stand this heat?"

"You get used to it," he said. "Come on. The house will be cool."

When they entered the house, Kathy got another shock. It was big, with an enormous living room, filled with comfortable chairs and couches. At one end of the room was a fireplace. Paintings hung tastefully everywhere, mostly of Western design, desert and cowboys and Indians.

"It's beautiful!" she said.

"Look at the rest of it," Jack said, proud, pleased Kathy liked his home.

They walked down a hallway, peering into rooms. One room looked like a den. There was a big desk, with walls filled with books. But it was the master bedroom she enjoyed most. There was a huge bed against one wall, big enough to hold half a dozen people. The furnishing were wood, all gleaming richly. Soft drapes framed large windows. She saw the sparkling pool through one of them and squealed in delight.

There was a nice-sized dressing area, with a huge walk-in closet. She peeked in it and saw many suits, all of a Western cut, and expensive boots lined one side. The bathroom was open, with a comfortable-looking toilet and a double sink with wall-to-sink mirror. The tub was sunken, big enough for two or three people at the same time. Drapes hung around it. The place was spotless, and she wondered if there couldn't be a woman around someplace.

Jack saw the question in her eyes.

"I have a woman come in two or three times a week to straighten up a little," he said. "Well, do you like it, Kathy?"

"I love it, Jack!" she squealed. "Who could ever believe such luxury existed around here? It's the most beautiful home I've ever seen."

He had been following her around with his cock sticking out, still as hard as ever. She whirled in the middle of the bedroom, her yellow skirt lifting and flying, showing her tanned thighs and the edges of her pink panties. Then she flung herself into his arms, kissing him hard. She tasted her cunt on his mouth, and giggled. Pulling her skirt to her waist, she tucked his cock against her stomach, wiggling and leaning back in his arms.

"But you're so young to have all this, Jack." "I guess so," he said. "My folks built it up about forty years ago. I'm an only child, and it was left to me. That happened about three years ago. Some people around here thought it should have been left in trust or something. They don't think so now. I've made it pay better already."

"But that dirty garage…"

"That's mine, too," he said. "I like to fiddle with cars. I have a couple of men working the ranch for me."

"You don't look rich," she said.

"Who said I was?" he laughed. "I get by okay."

She pressed her stomach against his cock, shoving a hand between them, feeling it under her dress. "I've still got something to do."

"I believe you did mention that earlier."

Kathy went to her knees in front of him. His cock strained out, his cockhead smoothly swollen. He was dripping from his piss hole. She placed a hand on his hip, grasping his cock with the other, pumping back and forth.

"I don't know if I can," she said huskily. "Your cock is very big."

"You don't have to, Kathy," he said, looking down at her, caressing her rich, thick hair. "Oh, but I do! Not only because I owe you, but I want to suck it."

She pressed her lips on his cockhead, kissing it, feeling the juices. She flicked the tip of her tongue at his piss hole, tasting.

"Mmmmm, not only are you a good cunt sucker, but your cock tastes sweet, too."

She parted her lips, stretching them around the head of his cock. She groaned with pleasure as her lips slipped past it. The head of his cock was delicious. She mouthed it, turning her face from side to side. Jack held her head, watching her as he arched his hips forward. Kathy shoved her hands past his hips and cupped his ass. She glided more of his cock into her mouth, thrilled by the hard, hot taste.

"Ohhhhh, shit, Kathy!" Jack groaned. "Your mouth is so fucking tight and hot! Suck me, Kathy! Suck my cock!"

"Mmmmmmm!" Kathy whimpered, pulling at his ass, taking more of his thick cock into her mouth. She felt his prickhead brush her throat. She made a wet, gurgling sound, her lips tight at the gaping fly of his khaki pants. She held his cock deep, her lips twisting. There was no room for her to lick, so she pressed his cock to the roof of her mouth.

Very gently, Jack began to fuck back and forth.

"Mmmmmm!" Kathy whimpered as he ran his cock back and forth. The hardness burned at her lips, making them tingle sweetly. She closed her eyes to the pleasure of sucking him.

"Kathy! Ohhh, Kathy!" he groaned.

She felt his cock throbbing hard, and she sucked vigorously, sobbing with rapture. She dug her hands into his ass, wishing he had taken those pants down. She wanted to hold his young, hard ass without anything between them, to feel his flesh, feel his balls against her chin. But it was too late now; she didn't want to stop for a second.

"Oh, shit!" Jack grunted.

Thick come juice gushed from his piss hole. Kathy choked with suprise. She swallowed quickly, then began to suck as hard as she could, feeling the come juice splash at her throat, burning down into it. The taste of his creamy, thick come juice sent wild sensations down her body. The cheeks of her ass clenched, and her cunt went into ecstatic spasms. She came hard as Jack poured his thick, copious come juice into her mouth. He came with such force, and so much, it escaped her lips, dripping down her chin. She tried to contain it all, but he just came too much for her to keep up with.

She gurgled wetly, hardly breathing. When she began to think he would never stop coming, he did. Yet there was no sign of his cock going soft. It stayed hard.

Puffing back, she stared at it.

"My God, Jack!" she whispered in awe. "Isn't it going to get soft?"

"Not yet," he said. "Kathy, I didn't mean to come off in your mouth."

"Hey," she said, grinning wickedly up at him. "I don't mind at all. In fact, I'd probably get very pissed off if you didn't."

"You like it?" he asked.

"Like it?" She pressed her face to his hardon. "Jack, I love it! But I've never seen a cock come so fucking much in my life. You must have the balls of a bull!"

"Take a look," he said.

Giggling lewdly, Kathy opened his pants, pulling them down to his feet. He did have quite large balls, but nothing like a bull. They were quite hairy, banging low.

"Beautiful!" she hissed. "Beautiful balls, and one helluva beautiful cock."

He lifted her to her feet. The yellow dress unbuttoned in the back, and when he started on them, Kathy kissed him, hard.

"Hurry," she urged. "I'm on fire for that cock! My cunt has never been so fucking hot or so fucking juicy! Hurry, tear the fucking dress if you have to, but hurry!"