Cindy awoke from a deep sleep early in the morning. Her eyes opened to see faded wallpaper, old and flaking. There were water spots spreading out from under the sill of the window. An old-fashioned, painted canvas roller blind was pulled all the way down to the sill, and a faint breeze was bumping it against the wood. She didn't know where she was. A small wave of panic rose up in her belly, but she held it under control while she struggled to remember. She remembered feeling good, very good, a big cock stroking her throbbing clit each time the hard tool sank its length into her. She remembered.
The panic subsided and disappeared. She knew where she was, and she liked it. She smiled to herself and snuggled down into the lumpy old mattress, her body covered only by her thin nightgown and a sheet against the early morning chill. She yawned and stretched and rolled onto her back, stroking her belly with her fingertips. The muscles of her cunt and the tender lining held the memory of Sam's huge shaft, the fullness and strength and satisfaction of it.
Her pussy was still creamy with the remains of his jism and her own cunt cream that she had been too sleepy to wash out last night. She squirmed her legs together and felt her cunt lips rub together in it. Very nice! She yawned again. Might as well get up and wash up and take a pee, she thought. She also discovered that she was hungry.
When she went into the bathroom, she heard the sounds of creaking bedsprings coming from Junior's and Mary Lou's room. They must be having a wake-up fuck. She was a trifle envious. There was nothing to top waking up with a man in your arms, his hard cock pressed against your belly or hips and just putting his prong into your pussy and fucking like that before either one of you were awake enough to even know who you were fucking.
She had her housecoat on, but paused only to brush her short hair before she headed for the kitchen. If this family I'm working for can run around bare-assed naked all the time, I should be able to get some breakfast in my bathrobe without giving anyone any ideas, she thought.
Sam was in the kitchen seated at the table. He had pulled on a pair of jeans for the sake of decency and was just pouring out a cup of coffee for himself. It was the wonderful smell of the java that had awakened her, she realized. He smiled shyly and got out another cup for her. She said good morning and went to the refrigerator to see what was available for breakfast. There were no sausages or bacon, but there were some eggs and bread. She took out a skillet and began to cook eggs while Sam fed the bread into the toaster. She watched the eggs frying and sipped at the hot coffee.
"You think they will be ready for breakfast soon?" she asked Sam.
He looked a little ill at ease. "I guess they'll be out and ready in a while," he said.
"Where's your father?" she asked.
He blushed deeply, casting his eyes down at the cup of steaming coffee and speaking in a voice that she could barely hear. "He's in there with them, I think."
"Well, you and I will eat these eggs, and I'll cook them some more when they're ready. I hate to eat cold fried eggs, don't you?"
He looked up at her with a question in his eyes. "No, I don't like cold eggs either."
She smiled. "Don't worry, Sam, I'm not going to leave. At least not for a while. I'm not horrified or disgusted, and I'm not going to melt or vanish. How many eggs to you want?"
He grinned broadly, his white teeth bright as a sunrise. "I'm starved! I could eat a dozen by myself!"
"Well, we don't have that many to go around. How about three?"
"Fine, uh, Cindy. Can I call you that, you know, when the others are around?"
"Sure, Sam. We can be friends as well as lovers."
They ate breakfast in silence. She loved to look at his bare chest with its tiny pink nipples on the smooth light-brown tan, the way his pulse beat in his neck, the raven darkness of his hair and long eyelashes. He was such a handsome young man. What a cock he had on him! Her clit twitched at the memory of the night they had spent together, and she found herself getting wet and creamy as she sat at the breakfast table with him.
Cindy was sitting at the table so that she could see down the hallway that led to the bathroom and the bedrooms. As she was finishing her breakfast, she heard a door open, and she looked up. Mary Lou came out of her bedroom, gave her a smirking smile and went into the bathroom. Her hair was a tousled mess, and she was wearing only a man's shirt that barely covered her chunky ass and big high tits.
Then Junior came out. He was wearing the jeans with the broken fly that he had been wearing the night before. There wasn't much use in him having them on with his bushy black cock hair sticking out and the base of his firehose of a cock showing, too. He grinned at Cindy and went into the living room, coming back out again a minute later with his father's khaki pants in his hand. He went into his father's bedroom and returned with fresh underwear, then went back into his own bedroom.
Cindy smiled to herself. George Sr. certainly had an interesting sense of modesty. He can sit around the house in his underwear and spend the morning packing his daughter loud enough for anyone to hear, but when it came time to come out of the bedroom to eat breakfast, he had to be properly dressed so as not to offend the new housekeeper.
Mary Lou came out of the bathroom, not bothering to hold the front of the shirt she was wearing closed and showing off her plump little pussy to Cindy and Sam. Then George Jr. and George Sr. came out, father going to the bathroom and son heading for the kitchen and some food. She noticed that George was giving her dressing gown the eye.
After George finished his breakfast, he leaned across the table at Cindy and smiled. "Now, lookee here, Miss Cindy, we have to get a few things settled now, I guess."
She was ready for the worst, but he only had in mind getting the finances of the household in order. He was leaving on a run in the truck the next morning and would be gone for a few days. He wanted to make sure that she had enough money to buy groceries for the week, and he advanced her first week's salary to buy herself whatever she needed.
He turned to his children. "I'm going to be gone most of the week, and I don't want to be hearin' that you all been causin' Miss Cindy here a lot of grief when I get back, you hear? I want you to do just like she says. Clean up after yourselves and clean up the house like she tells you, and don't give her no lip about it, neither, you understand, Mary Lou? And Junior, you mind your manners, best you can. Get your hand off your cock at the dinner table. I told you that ain't clean, and don't be messin' around Miss Cindy."
"Yes, Papa," they said.
Cindy awoke the next morning to the thunderous sounds of Big George's truck starting up and pulling away from the house. She rolled over and groped for her watch on the nightstand. There was barely enough light for her to see the dial as she focussed her bleary eyes. Five o'clock! God! He said that he was going to start early, but she had no idea that truck drivers had to get up and begin work at that hour of the morning. She put the watch down and rolled back under the cover. She sure as hell was glad that she didn't have to get up.
She had hardly drifted off to sleep when she was awakened again by the sound of her door opening. It was Sam. He closed the door quietly after himself and came to the end of her bed. He was smiling sheepishly and was wearing only a pair of jockey shorts. The front of his shorts stuck way out. He didn't have a hard-on, not yet. It was just the size of all that meat he carried around in there. Cindy purred sleepily and held her hand out to him. He came and sat on the side of the bed next to her.
"And what are you doing in here at this hour of the morning. Sam?" she asked, teasing him.
"Thought you might be lonely," he said, and looked at her from under his long, black eyelashes.
"You wanted to give me a little company?"
"That's right."
"How come you only have your underwear on?"
He blushed. "I thought you might be mad at me if I came in buck naked. That's like not even askin', isn't it?"
"Those jockey shorts don't cover up very much," she said. She slipped the tip of her finger up his leg and under the leg band of his pants. "You were pretty sure that I was going to say yes, weren't you?"
He trembled a little bit as the nail on her finger slid across the side of his ball bag and then up into his cock hair. His thick prod began to stiffen under the white cotton cloth. "I was sure hopin' you would," he stuttered.
"What about your brother and sister, Sam? What if they should hear us in bed together?"
"They won't. They never get up this early. They're in bed sound asleep," he blurted, and reached out to put his hand on the ripe curve of her ass and hip under the sheet. "They won't bother us any."
"You came looking for a fuck, didn't you?"
He squeezed her butt through the sheet and felt her fingers in his underwear under his balls, scratching gently at them as the shaft of his cock filled with hot blood and swelled in passion. "I guess so," he gasped harshly as she flicked her fingers across the root of his dork behind his balls.
"Then why don't you get into bed and fuck me, boy!" Her own breath was rapid and ragged as she let herself surrender to the waves of lust that just looking at him was arousing within her.
She pulled back the sheet and showed herself to him. She was wearing only her thin nightgown, but even that was pulled up almost to her waist. The froth of lace around the hem foamed in delicate waves up around her thighs and across the top of her warm pussy. Her curly cunt hair peeked out from under the lace, and he could just make out the folds of her cunt lips through the hair. Her tits played peek-a-boo at him at the top of the frilly nightie. He could easily see her taut nipples thrusting up at him through the filmy material. He lunged for her.
"No," she said. "First take your shorts off and let me look at you." He stood up quickly and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his jockey shorts and shoved them down below his knees and then kicked them off onto the floor. His long cock arched out from his narrow belly, out over his heavy balls, just beginning to reach its full length. Again he moved to get into the bed with her.
"No, wait. I want to look at you more. Turn around and show yourself off for me." He did as she said, at first awkwardly, but then he began to watch what she was doing, and his own pride gave him more grace.
She was lying back on the bed, her legs spread apart now, and she had her hands down at her cunt, stroking her clit and opening the delicate lips of her pussy. Her eyes were eating him up, drinking in the handsome lines of his face, his broad shoulders and chest. The narrow power of his waist and butt, and the mighty staff that rose from his loins, surging with passion until it stood hard and erect, like the arm and fist of a child jutting up from between his legs. The knob at the end was hard and gleaming in the morning light. The slit was opened, and the clear pre-cum was oozing from it like pearls.
She bit her lips in her passion and traced her fingertip faster and faster around the lump of her clit. Her other hand dipped down into her cunt and worked her pussy open until two of her fingers had wormed their way into her cunt hole, letting in more of the heat of lust and letting out more of her hot cunt cream. She squirmed her broad hips on the bed and panted for him.
She was tantalizing herself as well as him. Her belly felt full and hot and aching with hunger for his fuck-rod. She felt her need in every part of herself. Her tongue licked out over her lips. Her breasts were so swollen and full that the brushing of the soft cloth across her nipples was agonizing. Her clit was throbbing as she stroked it. Her cunt felt to terribly empty, so eager for him to fill her and fuck her. She reached out for him.
Cindy was sexed up, but not nearly as much as Sam was. The cool air of the room on his naked flesh felt like a blowtorch. His prong was dancing with desire to plunge itself into her hot quim, and he could feel his big load squeezed up tight at the root of his dong. His cockhead was so hard that lie knew he wouldn't be able to hold off very long. It had that weird sensitive numbness that came just before he lost complete control over himself. He was ready to cream at the very sight of her.
Sam crawled on top of her, shoving her nightgown up out of the way so that it was rolled up under her tits. She shoved her pussy up at him and scratched the flesh of his pecker with her cunt hair. He quickly put his hand down and bent his spear so that the broad head was nestled inside the wet lips of her pussy. He bit his tongue to keep from cumming off right then, but he was only barely able to manage it. She was wet and eager and wide open for him as he slid his cock into her. The heat and tightness and slipperiness of the walls of her cunt made him shudder with intense pleasure as they closed around his dong.
She gripped him with her cunt muscles and milked on his dick as he pushed it all the way in and felt the mouth of her womb rub across his cock knob. He started to tell her to stop, to wait and give him a chance to get himself back under control, but he couldn't even form the words with his mouth. He let out a noise that was half-moan, half-squeal as his mind melted down into orgasm. He couldn't stop. He wouldn't have been able to if his life depended on it. He felt the blood of passion engorge his cock until it seemed almost twice as big as his biggest hard-on. It trembled and jerked inside her cunt and she realized that he wasn't going to be able to hold it.
She writhed up off the bed to meet him, her hips twisting and churning on his spoke, gripping and sucking his cock with her cunt. His toes dug into the mattress as he tried to shove his whole body into her. Then the dam broke. His prostate gave an enormous convulsive spasm, and the first wave of cock juice roared down the tube and out the slit in his cock head. Spurt after spurt of his jism jetted into her, blasting out inside her tight cunt and bathing them both in the liquid of lust.
Again and again he bucked his hips against her pussy and poured his sperm into her. Her hands were on his ass shoving his huge fucker deeper into her body and claiming his hot cum for herself. Finally he dropped flat on top of her and gasped for breath as the last of his load dribbled out of his pecker in the grip of her cunt.
Cindy was kissing him hungrily on his neck and nibbling at his shoulder in her lust. She was thrilled with the power of his orgasm, but he had cum long before she was ready to get off herself. Her pussy clamped down on his cock and milked at it eagerly as she hoped that he would go on for more and satisfy her. She was really hanging on the edge, and so wild to reach her own orgasm that she was about to pull his prick off him with her pussy muscles. She humped her body under his weight and frigged her clit on his belly, but he just lay spent on top of her.
"Fuck me, Sam!" she gasped. "Don't stop! Please don't quit! Keep fucking me!"
He raised himself up onto his elbows and began to hump his ass, but every movement of his pecker inside her sent waves of feeling through him that were just too much to be taken. His cockhead was so extremely sensitive that he couldn't stand to have her working her pussy on him like that, and his cock began to soften and shrink immediately. He was embarrassed that he was losing his hard-on, but try as he did, he couldn't get it back up so fast when it was still so tender.
Cindy was a little bit angry at him, but she was so wild to get off that she couldn't wait to let him rest. She pushed him away from her and shoved his shoulders down toward her aching cunt. "Go down on me!" she moaned. "Use your mouth on my cunt to finish me off! Hurry!"
His mouth hung open in amazement. He had never done anything like that with his sister. He looked at her questioningly, but her eyes were squeezed shut and her tongue was sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she writhed on the damp sheets. Her hands were grabbing at his hair and forcing his head down to her pussy. It was deep red, scarlet with passion, open and wet with her juices and the sperm that he had spurted into her. He let her push his mouth against it and smelled the wild animal smell of freshly fucked cunt. She rubbed her pussy all over his face, rubbing his nose into it and his lips.
"Use your mouth, your tongue!" she demanded harshly, so he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. The taste was wild, thrilling! So hot and tangy! He lapped at it, and she pulled his head up by his hair so that his tongue was on her clit. He felt the little lump with his tongue tip and lapped it over her trigger. She moaned and shook with pleasure. He was excited by her eagerness and by his desire to please her so he flicked his tongue up and down over the hard clit and felt her nearly tearing his hair out in her frenzy to make him eat her cunt out harder and faster. He caught on immediately to the best way to do it, not too hard, but fast and tickling and hot.
She moaned and gasped and arched her back, thrusting her wildly hot cunt up to his eager tongue and lips. He felt her whole body respond to him, quivering in his grasp as he held her hips in his hands and spread the ruby lips of her cunt with his thumbs. His jaws ached from holding his mouth so far open for so long, but he didn't quit until she dropped back on the bed in exhaustion. So that's what eating pussy was all about!
His cock was up against his belly and vibrating with the hard passion that filled it. As soon as she dropped back on the bed, he moved up to insert his hot cock in the cunt he had just been lapping. He was so stiff that he could hardly bend the thing down to the open mouth of her pussy. She moaned and opened her eyes when she felt his hard knob sliding through the juicy lips of her cunt.
"Oh, yes, yes, do it again, fuck me some more, Sam! It feels so good! Fuck me, stick it in and fuck me hard, yes, yes!!"
She pulled her legs way apart and reached for his hard prong to guide it to its target. She got the head in, and he plunged his whole shaft right into her. She gripped him tightly with her cunt and scratched her fingernails across his back in her pleasure at having him stuff her full again.
He humped his belly against her clit, and she hooked her legs around his to pull him deeper inside her. She was tight as a tick on his cock, and this time he knew that he was going to last a long time. He was quivering with lust, but he had dumped one load into her womb, and he knew that he could stretch out this fuck as long as he wanted to. He was in complete control.
He pushed it in and in, grinding his belly against her and feeling her cunt stretch and stretch to take his huge shaft. The stretching made the walls of her cunt jerk around his joint in spasms as he forced every bit of his tool into her pussy. Then he pulled it out for his first stroke, going slowly and delighting in the feelings in his cock as she clamped her cunt muscles on his dong and twisted her bottom around in circles as he withdrew.
He slammed it back into her, banging his cockhead against her womb and making her moan and babble with passionate excitement. His cock felt good, twice as good as before. The lust built up in him more slowly this time, and it felt like it was going to go on and on forever, just getting better every second. His cockhead was soaking up all of those good feelings and sending them back up and out all over his body until he tingled all over and fucked faster and faster for it.
She had pulled her nightgown further down and had taken her tits inter hands to rub over his hard chest. Her big nipples were hard and erect, and he could feel them brushing over his own tiny nipples. He ran his tongue into her mouth, giving her a taste of what her own cunt and his cum tasted like. She went wild, sucking his tongue and biting at his lips with her teeth. Her heels were banging on his legs and ass like she was riding a horse and was spurring it on faster and faster. His huge prod was smoking in and out of her cunt, burning it up with the liquid fire of lust. He felt his cum building up in his balls, but he knew that it would continue to build and swell until he was ready to let go.
Cindy was feeling her orgasm trembling on the edge. She babbled and thrust her body at him, loving the terrific fucking he was giving her. She bit her lips to keep from screaming in pleasure as he brought her off for the second time that morning. God, it felt so good she could hardly stand the pleasure without wailing at the top of her lungs.
She felt her spasms of cumming tearing her apart, long and drawn out so that she could hardly breathe, then he kept right on going, and she was forced to go along with him, her body immediately building toward another orgasm within seconds after the last one.
She couldn't stand it. She was going crazy. He was fucking her mind right out of her body. Her clit was jumping and shooting waves of passion out over her body. Her cunt was working on his thrusting cock and convulsing in passion. He was cumming too! He was cumming along with her this time.
He could hardly think. He could hardly remember who he was or where he was, but somewhere down inside the raging tornado that was his mind, he knew she was with him, getting off at the same time, couldn't feel this good without it being for both of them, hot cunt on spurting cock, squeezing, milking, pulling, sucking the cum out of his balls, sucking the brains out of his fucking head and down into his balls, fucking his brains out all over the pulsing walls of her pussy.
If they had been able to, if they had looked at the door to Cindy's bedroom, they would have seen it open a crack for a while and then close after the thrashing of their arms and legs had quieted down on the bed. But they didn't. The whole world could have walked in and watched them fuck there at the end, and they wouldn't have noticed a thing!
It was broad daylight when Cindy noticed the noises of the springs creaking in Junior's and Mary Lou's bedroom. She pushed Sam off of her and sat up in the bed, yawning and stretching luxuriously. She was well-fucked and feeling wonderful. But it was time to start the day and get some breakfast.
She told Sam to get up, too, and get dressed. He followed her into the bathroom, both of them stark naked. She held his big floppy prick in her little hands as he pissed a potful. She giggled and splashed the piss around in the toilet while he pissed. Then she sat down to empty her own bladder and sucked the head of his limp tool in her mouth while she pissed.
It didn't stay limp for long, though. But she was hungry for more solid food than just a mouthful of his jism, so she told him to go on and get dressed while she washed up. She could hardly believe the amount of his cum that ran out of her pussy as she washed herself. He was one amazing stud! As she washed out her cunt, she felt all tingling and fresh and good. This was going to be one of those days when everything was going to be just wonderful and sexy as hell, too!
She smiled as she heard Sam breaking out singing in his cracked baritone voice. The springs on the bed in the next room seemed to be beating out a rhythm for his singing as his brother and sister enjoyed their morning fuck. Cindy got carried away with all the sex around her and found herself frigging her clit again. She had to stop. You just have to take out some time for things like eating, you know!
Cindy and Sam were halfway through breakfast before Mary Lou and Junior repeated the routine of the morning before and emerged from their bedroom. They seemed to be smiling more than usual and smirking at each other. Mary Lou was only wearing panties and one of Junior's shirts.
Junior had started to come to the table stark naked, but a sharp look from Sam sent him back into his room where he got dressed.
Sam sent a sharp look at Mary Lou, too, but she blandly ignored him and gobbled her breakfast down. Her tits were bobbling around inside the shirt in a very distracting fashion, but she had it buttoned far enough up so that they didn't pop out into her oatmeal. Sam reminded his big brother to keep both of his hands up on the table where they could be seen while he ate, and Junior cheerfully obeyed him. Cindy was feeling too free and happy and sexy to worry about bitching at anybody.
After breakfast, she took out the shopping list that she and Sam had made the day before when they were cleaning out the kitchen. "Where do you go shopping?" she asked him.
"When Papa's home, he stops by the store in his truck on the way home. When he's gone, I usually walk into town with Junior's little wagon and fetch the groceries. If I'm lucky, somebody'll stop and pick me up and give me a ride in the back of their pickup truck. Otherwise, I just walk it. It's only a few miles. You want me to get some groceries and stuff for you, Cindy?"
"I guess so. I didn't know that you had to walk so far. I thought you could get them delivered."
"It's no trouble, Cindy," he said with an eager smile. "I'd do anything for you!"
She returned his smile and went over the list, making a rough estimate of the amount of money that he would need and counting it out to him. Mary Lou was drying the dishes while Junior did his best to wash them, and her ears seemed to perk up while she listened to Cindy and Sam. She smiled to herself when she found out that her bossy brother was going to be out of the house for a few hours.
After Sam left, Cindy told Junior and Mary Lou to make the beds while she vacuumed the house. They started with Sam's bed out on the porch while Cindy vacuumed and dusted in the living room. Then they went on to make the bed in their father's room and Cindy's, too. Cindy had finished in the living room and kitchen and was moving into the hallway and the bedrooms when they went into their room to make the beds in there. She vacuumed Big George's room and her own before she noticed that they had been in their bedroom a long time and had not come out. She switched off the vacuum cleaner, and as its bellowing whine died away, she could hear the sounds of the bedsprings going again. Her first impulse was anger that they had not finished the chore that she had assigned to them, but then her curiosity got the better of her.
She thought about how big and heavy-hung Junior was. She remembered seeing his cock on hard and jutting out of his pants. She remembered seeing Mary Lou's downy little cunt that first day in the living room. Her mind heated up at the thought of that big fucker ramming into Mary Lou's cunt and fucking the hell out of her. She forgot about the housework in her eagerness to see what they looked like.
She flicked the switch on the vacuum cleaner back on and crept up softly to the door of their bedroom. The roaring of the machine would cover any sound that she might make. The door wasn't latched all the way, and she pushed it a tiny bit further open with her fingertips and peeked through the crack. The bed was alongside the wall with the door, and she could look in right at the end of it. They were going at it hot and heavy.
Junior had his back to her, and all she could see of Mary Lou was her legs up in the air. She opened the door a little wider, but was careful not to attract their attention. She bent down and looked along the top of the mattress. She could see the back of Junior's balls and a little bit of his sister's cunt when he pulled out on each stroke. His big, meaty ass was driving his huge prong into his sister's pussy in long, hard strokes, making the whole bed shake and bang against the wall.
They obviously didn't care if anyone heard what they were up to, and the only one who could have heard was Cindy. She couldn't see much of what was going on, though. Junior's nuts were so big, hanging between his legs like that that they covered up almost everything that she wanted to see. Then Mary Lou murmured something, and he stopped. Cindy pulled the door back until it was almost shut, but apparently Mary Lou just wanted to change positions.
Junior pulled his smoking dong out of her little pussy and lay down on the bed on his back. Mary Lou scooted out of his way and then crawled up on top of him. While they were shifting positions, Cindy got a better look at the idiot boy's big tool. It was truly amazing, bigger than Sam's and bigger now than when she had seen it hard that night in the kitchen. It was gleaming with Mary Lou's cunt juices and was standing up, fiercely thick over his hairy belly. His balls looked like a couple of oranges in their hairy bag, and Cindy squeezed her legs tightly shut at the thought of how much jism he must be packing inside those fuzzy nuts.
They were both naked, their clothes lying in a tangled pile on the floor. Mary Lou's tits were bouncing as she got on top of her brother. Cindy got a good look at the sharp nipples sticking up at the tips before the girl turned her back to the door. She got on her knees over Junior's legs and then up on the balls of her feet. She crouched over him and reached down for his slippery pecker.
Cindy could see right between her legs to the hair that grew on her cunt. The glistening cockhead seemed far too big to ever be able to fit into her snatch, but she worked it into her cunt and then sank slowly down on the huge shaft. She sighed in pleasure as the enormous fucker of her brother glided deeper and deeper into her body.
Down and down her ass went until it looked like his big nuts were hanging right out ol her asshole. She rocked back and forth on the cock for a few seconds, stirring it around inside herself, then she pulled up and up, twirling her ass around as she went. Slam! She went down on him so hard that she knocked a grunt of breath out of herself, and then back up again. Cindy could see that her hands were in front of her at crotch level. She must be frigging her clit while she fucks herself on him. Cindy thought. I wish I were in there to do it for her and see everything that's going on.
She still had the hose of the vacuum cleaner in her hand, and when she instinctively put her hand to her own throbbing clit, she felt the hose rub up against her. She spread her legs further apart. She was wearing a thin pair of slacks for the housework, and the material let her feel the vibrations of the machine through the hose. She pressed the thick vacuum cleaner hose between her legs and into the slit of her cunt, feeling the thing buzzing up against her clit through the cloth while she watched the big boy's cock disappearing into his sister's pussy hole.
She clamped her legs around the vibrating hose and tugged it back and forth to excite her clit. Her knees felt weak with lust as she watched the brother and sister fucking together on their bed. Mary Lou was pumping up and down as fast as she could go on her brother's flagpole of a cock, but that apparently wasn't fast enough for him. Cindy saw his hands come out and grasp his sister around the waist. The big muscles in his forearms flexed, and he lifted her right up in his hands and slammed her down on his fucker. At the same time, he was heaving his hips up off the mattress and driving his dick into her cunt.
They were going faster now, and Cindy matched their speed with the vacuum cleaner hose. Creamy cunt juice was dripping out of her box and soaking her underwear, but that only made it feel better. The nylon of her panties was sliding back and forth across her clit with each tug on the hose, and she was getting close to cumming from the frigging and the horny sight that she was watching.
There wasn't a trace of shock or disapproval at seeing a brother and sister fucking each other now. The only thing that she felt was jealousy that it wasn't her hot snatch that Junior was cramming his dork into. They were going so fast that Junior's balls were bouncing off his butt and swinging up to rap against his sister's bottom with each stroke. He was getting close to cumming, and he was beginning to lose his rhythm in his convulsive effort to get more of his cock into that tiny pussy.
Mary Lou was trying to take over the pace of the strokes now that Junior was about to blast off up her cunt, but she was too far gone to be in control of what she was doing either. She pulled up too high in the air just as Junior was gasping that he was going to shoot off, and his big prong escaped from her hot nest. When she slammed her ass down on him, his cockhead popped out of her pussy and ran up the crack of her ass.
Suddenly, there it was, all of it, blazing red and covered with cunt cream for Cindy to see. The tube that ran along the bottom of it was swollen up terribly large, and the veins were bulging out under his skin all over it. She could see his balls pulled up tighter now to the base of his fuck staff, and the ruby red head seemed about to burst.
It only took a matter of seconds, but it seemed to slow down into slow motion as she watched. The base of his rod twitched and quivered, and then she could see the huge load of jism as it swelled up the cum tube and rippled up the long pole toward his cockhead. The mouth at the tip opened up, and a huge, huge stream of white fuck cream burst out of the end of it and shot up his sister's back. Right along her backbone and up to the level of her wildly tangled hair, a huge, spraying, pissing stream of jism in big, thick ropes of mm! It landed on her smooth white flesh and hung in slimy strands on her back. By the time that his second gush was spewing out of his cockhead, Mary Lou had managed to grab the gushing spermer and had inserted the head of it back into her cunt. She slammed herself back down on his spear and milked her cunt muscles on his dong while the rest of his load spurted out into her hot cunt.
Cindy was jerking the hose between her legs so hard that the end of the vacuum cleaner was banging on the door like she was trying to beat it down. The door had swung open all the way, and she was halfway into the bedroom herself. Mary Lou turned around with her brother's big dork up her pussy and looked Cindy right in the face. She squirmed her cunt on the big prong as the last of her brother's big dork up her pussy and looked Cindy right in the face. She squirmed her cunt on the big prong as the last of her brother's load oozed out into her. She giggled. "Why don't you shut off that stupid machine and come on in and join us?" she said to the new housekeeper.