Chapter 1
Marsha Cobb sat at the side of the swimming pool in the backyard of her parent's large and expensive home and waited impatiently for the sound of her brother Billy's car in the driveway.
She let her feet dangle in the cool water as she rehearsed her welcoming speech for Billy. It had been almost three months since he had last been home from college and she could hardly wait to have his ruggedly handsome face smile down at her as he enveloped her in his strong arms.
Although she was only seventeen, Marsha had the lush voluptuous body of a mature woman. Her high, taut breasts with the cherry-tipped nipples, flat stomach and smoothly flaring hips, and long delicately tanned legs were breath-taking. She had long dark hair that flowed softly down her finely-sculpted back and beautifully molded features.
The skimpy yellow bikini she wore did nothing to hide her obvious loveliness and she had chosen it deliberately. She wanted to show her twenty-year old brother that she was a woman -a real woman!
Marsha was glad that her parents were going to be away from home for the next two weeks. At first, her mother had almost decided not to accompany her father on the business trip to Europe. But Marsha had persuaded her that she and Bill would be all right.
The lovely young teenager had driven them to the airport yesterday, anxious that something might happen at the last minute to change their plans.
Now, waiting for Billy, Marsha could hardly contain the excitement she felt. She had so many plans for them for the next two weeks and she wanted him to herself-without the distraction of friends or parents. Everything would be so perfect, she told herself, and nothing-nothing would be allowed to spoil her plans.
She knew how silly her own friends thought she was to spoil her summer vacation from high school this way. But she didn't care what they thought. The important thing was that she was finally going to be able to be alone with Billy.
The telephone suddenly rang in the house and she jumped to her feet and raced toward it, thinking that it might be Billy and that he would hang up before she could answer.
"Hello," she said into the receiver, her breath coming in pants from the exertion of the run from the pool.
"Hi, Marsha, guess who this is?"
Marsha felt the anger rising in her as she recognized the boyish voice of Lee Hardin, a classmate.
"I don't have time for any silly guessing games, Lee," she retorted sharply.
"Aw gee, Marsha, don't get mad," Lee begged, the whining voice grating on Marsha's nerves. "I just wanted to see if you'd like to go to the beach with me and some of the gang this afternoon."
"I'm busy," she replied, "and I expect to be busy for the next several weeks so please don't bother calling again!"
"Huh? You never minded me calling you before!"
"My brother Billy is coming home today and we have plans of our own," Marsha said in exasperation, wishing that Lee would get off of the telephone.
Suddenly Lee's voice changed from a whine to one of lewd suggestion.
"Still got that crush on your brother?" he said with an obscene laugh. "I'm sure he doesn't have any time for you with all the girls he's probably getting at college!"
Marsha slammed down the receiver, hoping that Lee's eardrums would be sore from the noise. How dare he talk to me like that, she thought angrily. At that moment she hated the acne-faced Lee Hardin.
She went slowly back out toward the pool, her body trembling with suppressed rage as she tried to regain control. Most of the boys in school either hated her for what they considered her supercilious attitude toward them or were so hot to make out with her they couldn't think of her as anything but a sex object.
How juvenile they are, she thought bitterly. Why can't they understand that I just need someone older to relate to? But she knew that it wasn't just any older person she needed-it was Billy! He was the only male she thought about any more. Her whole life was taken up with fantasizing about the twenty-year-old youth. It had been a blow when he had decided against going to college locally and had chosen a large university several hundred miles away. Even then, Marsha had had few friends-preferring to spend her time with Billy when he would allow her to. He had been too preoccupied with his own life to pay much attention to the gawky, adoring teen-aged sister with the thin, almost boyish figure.
She had suffered terribly from the taunts of her schoolmates and from Billy's indifference, but she knew that someday he would notice her and know that she was a woman instead of a child.
For the past several months she had delighted in standing nude before the full-length mirror in her bedroom, her eager eyes running up and down the voluptuous virginal flesh appreciatively.
She was just preparing to resume her seat by the pool when she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway and the three sharp notes of the car horn signaling her.
It's Billy she thought excitedly, he's home at last!
She ran swiftly across the lush green carpet of grass toward the driveway, her mind racing with thrilling thoughts of her young handsome brother.
Suddenly, as she turned the corner of the house, she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes disbelieving what they saw.
Billy was sliding his long, hard-muscled body out of his car but there were two other people with him-another youth and a girl!
"Hi, sis," Billy called out when he saw her, "come meet my friends and give me a big kiss!"
Billy's handsome face broke into a wide grin as he opened his arms and waited for Marsha to run to him.
For a split second her confused mind couldn't comprehend who the other people were or why they were here with Billy. Then, involuntarily, she cried out happily, raced to her brother and threw herself into his arms.
"Oh, Billy, I thought you were never going to get here!" she said, burying her warm face in his chest as his strong arms closed around her almost naked back and he pulled her tightly to him.
"Hey, take it easy, sis," Billy groaned as she pressed her smooth breasts against him. "Linda and Dirk will think you're my home-town girlfriend instead of my kid sister!"
Marsha blushed furiously at his cruel words. How could he be so cruel? Didn't he realize how much she loved him? Her trembling young body squirmed closer to his, her soft thighs churning as she felt a warmth spread through her lower limbs and settle in her flat stomach.
"I sure hope the other girls in town aren't this crazy about you too!" the girl teased. "I don't want to spend the next week fighting off all the competition!"
"Don't worry about that, Linda," Billy said with a laugh, "You don't have any competition!"
Marsha couldn't believe her ears. What did they mean? She felt Billy disengaging his body from hers and stepping back. His hands went to her arms and he whistled as he let his eyes sweep down over her tanned young flesh.
"Whew! You sure have grown up, sis," he said, rolling his eyes in mock surprise as he took in her lushly ripe body, as if aware for the first time that Marsha was a beautiful woman. "Hey, meet Linda Forbes and Dirk O'Connor, they're friends of mine from school and they're going to stay with us for a week or so!"
Marsha wanted to turn and run but she forced herself to look at Billy's companions. Her face was still burning with humiliation from his joking words as she stared at the other two.
Her eyes focused on the tiny blonde girl in obscenely tight shorts and a skimpy halter that hid only her nipples and a little bit of the golden-tanned skin around them, with waist length hair that looked as fluffy as golden fleece, supple thighs tanned like her breasts with a silken coat of downy hair on them bleached white by sun to make the tan look even richer. Linda had a look of lewd invitation in her crystal blue eyes and on her pursed sultry lips. Her body was unbelievably lovely and voluptuous, with long perfectly formed legs and high tautly straining breasts.
"Hi, Marsha," the girl said, her voice low and throaty, "Billy has told me all about you and I'm sure we're going to be great friends."
Linda reached out and took Marsha's hand and shook it, a gesture that sent an electric shock of distaste through Marsha's body.
"How about a little kiss for Billy's best friend?" Dirk asked, pulling Marsha's resisting body toward his.
Dirk was tall like Billy and with the body of an athlete. His broad shoulders tapered down to a narrow waist and trim hips. He had dark hair, worn long, and brightly flashing eyes.
As Dirk's arms went around her back, Marsha protested angrily and averted her face from the lips that were coming closer to her cheek.
"Knock it off, buddy!" Billy called out angrily to his friend. "There's plenty of chicks around here for you to mess with. Leave Marsha alone!"
"Sure, Billy," Dirk replied, a hint of amusement in his brown eyes as he let Marsha go. "I didn't mean anything-I was just trying to be friendly!"
"Not everybody appreciates your charms," Linda said with a look of anger. "One of these days you're going to go too far!"
Billy and Dirk began pulling suitcases out of the trunk of the car while Marsha and Linda walked slowly toward the house.
"Listen, honey, I'm sorry Billy didn't tell you we were coming," Linda said earnestly. "We just decided at the last minute, honestly! I can see you're upset by it... aren't you?"
Marsha nodded unhappily. This was something she hadn't counted on and it was too frustrating even to think about. All of her plans were suddenly gone sour and she wondered if she could stand it.
"Well, honey, just think of it this way-in a week or so we'll be gone and you'll have your big brother all to yourself!"
Marsha looked over at the other girl quickly, almost afraid to see what was written on her face and in her eyes. She knew! Oh, God. Marsha thought bitterly, why did Billy have to bring these people home with him?
Billy and Dirk caught up with them before Marsha could say anything. The two college youths dumped the luggage unceremoniously on the floor of the front room and then collapsed in soft chairs.
"Hey, man," Dirk said, looking around the luxuriously furnished room, "you didn't tell me how well off your folks were!"
Billy smiled deprecatingly.
"Oh, I don't know, I suppose they're up to their ass in debt like everyone else."
"Don't be modest, honey," Linda said, worming her lithe young body onto Billy's lap and putting her tanned arms around his neck. "Why I'll bet this pad must be worth a hundred grand at least!"
Marsha stood in the center of the room and watched her brother and Linda fondle each other shamelessly. It's disgusting, she thought to herself. Linda made no effort to conceal her almost naked legs and Marsha could see the tight jeans cutting into her crotch. The other girl's plump pussy furrow was clearly visible beneath the thin material and Marsha realized that Linda wore no panties.
"How about fixing us weary travelers a drink, kid," Billy asked.
"Please don't call me that," Marsha responded hotly.
"Sorry, honey," Billy replied, seeing the hurt in his sister's eyes and feeling contrite. "I guess you have grown into quite a woman!"
Suddenly Marsha felt naked with the three pairs of eyes running up and down her bikini-clad body. She crossed the room quickly and paused in the hallway.
"I'll change first and then fix your drinks," she said over her shoulder.
She almost ran to her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. Tears were welling up in her eyes as she stripped off the wispy bathing costume and pulled fresh underwear and jeans from her dresser drawers. She had just slid her long legs into the panties when she heard the bedroom door open and Billy's voice.
"Honey, why are you so uptight?"
She covered her naked breasts quickly with her arms as he came across the room toward her. Desperately she searched for something to cover herself with and finally found a sweater in the closet and pulled it over herself.
Billy watched in fascination as the material slid over her taut swelling breasts, her cherry-tipped nipples large and inviting.
Then, smoothing the sweater over her upper body, Marsha slipped into the jeans and turned to face her brother.
"Why did you bring those people here?" she asked, almost pleadingly.
"Hey, Marsha, I didn't know it was going to upset you so," he replied, sitting down on the bed and pulling her down alongside him. "I mean, why make it into a federal case? They're just a couple of college friends who I happen to like and since the folks aren't going to be here for a couple of weeks I thought I'd bring them along for kicks!"
He brushed Marsha's tears away with his hand.
"Honest, honey, it's no big deal!"
Suddenly Marsha was pouring out all of the plans she had made for them, her voice choking with emotion.
"It isn't fair, Billy," she moaned, "I wanted you all to myself for at least a while!"
"But..." he started to protest.
"And that disgusting girl ... the way she has her hands all over you ... like some . .. some ..."
"Don't say it," Billy warned, a new edginess in his voice. "I won't have Linda insulted by you or anyone else, understand?"
The desperately unhappy young girl nodded. It seemed as if her whole life were suddenly crashing down and she didn't know what to do.
"Linda is a really groovy chick," Billy continued. "It just so happens that she and I make beautiful music together and I won't have you interfering!"
"Are you and Linda sleeping together?"
The words came out in a whisper and Marsha turned her head so that Billy couldn't see the pain on her face as she spoke.
"What if we are? Everybody does it nowadays. Why, I'll bet most of the girls in your high school are balling regularly," Billy answered. "Besides, we'll stay out of your way so you don't have to see us enjoying ourselves if that's what you want!"
Billy's mind was racing with strange thoughts as he continued to hold his young sister. He could smell the freshness of her body and he became acutely aware of the soft swell of her naked breasts under the sweater. His thick penis was slowly coming alive into a half-erection as he ran his hands down Marsha's back and felt her tremble involuntarily under his smooth touch.
"I won't bother you," she said dully, "I just want to be near you and to have you hold me once in a while."
Suddenly she fell back on the bed, pulling Billy down alongside her.
"Oh, Billy, hold me for a few minutes, please!" she cried out in anguish. "Just for a few minutes!"
Despite the guilt he was beginning to feel, Billy pulled her to him and crushed her voluptuous body against his, uncaring about the hard throbbing cock that was pressing into Marsha's belly. He gently brought his lips down onto her heated cheek and was surprised to feel her quickly turn her head and passionately kiss him full on the lips. He tried to pull away but she held him there, her half-open mouth invitingly urging him to snake his tongue into her mouth.
Before he knew what he was doing, Billy plunged his velvety oral member between her lips and began sucking fervently on her tongue. Her fully-erect nipples were crushing into his chest and her pelvis was grinding into his lower body sensuously. His hands were out of control, racing up and down her back and finally resting on her smoothly churning buttocks, kneading and massaging the jean-covered flesh in a mad and passionate movement that left Marsha begging for more of the delicious electric shocks shooting through her quivering body.
Stop it! Oh God. let me atop thin! She's my sister!
Billy's brain was pleading for him to stop now before he went any further but the lust-inciting body alongside him on the bed was begging for him to continue.
Then, to Billy's shock and amazement, Marsha snaked her hand down between their heated bodies and began to caress his passion-swollen cock through the material of his trousers. It jerked and pulsed under her inexperienced hand and he felt as if he would go out of his mind from the deliciously erotic sensations washing over him.
"Don't ... Marsha! Oh, Jesus, we can't do this!" he murmured, pulling his lips away from the scarlet slit of her hot mouth.
"I love you so much," she whispered in reply. "So much! I want you to do the things to me that you do to Linda! I want to have you sleep with me and make love to me ... oh, please, Billy, do it! Do it!"
He could hardly believe the words that were pouring out of his lovely young sister's mouth. Her face was contorted with lust and her churning pelvis was driving him wild. She couldn't mean the things she was saying-she just couldn't!
But there was no denying the urgency he felt in his thickly throbbing cock or the erotic thoughts that ran through his mind as he brought his hands up under his sister's sweater and began to lewdly fondle her straining breasts. They felt wonderfully alive and he wanted to kiss them to help quench the burning sensation in his massive prick.
"Oh, that feels so good," she moaned. "Mmmmmmnnnnnnnn, that's it... feel me all over... all over!"
He jerked as Marsha swiftly unzipped his trousers and plunged her heated hand through the opening of his shorts, grasping his tremendous pole passionately and pumping back and forth on the painfully swollen column of fiery male flesh.
"Don't ... we shouldn't..." he moaned, forgetting everything except that this was a lovely young girl beside him on the bed who wanted him to make love to her.
Marsha had never felt like this in her life and she knew that something had to give soon. Her tiny little hair-lined vaginal slit was quivering with a scalding warmth and she ground her creamy white thighs together as if to put out the fire that raged in her virginal crotch.
Billy's cock was being smoothly pulled free of the restraining jockey shorts and it was jerking sensuously under Marsha's erotic but inexperienced manipulations. She pulled the foreskin back and exposed the hotly throbbing purplish cockhead. Then, picking up the rhythm, she swept her slender fingers back along he shaft until her eager hands were nestled in the wiry pubic hair at the base of his thick cock. Billy's lust-engorged balls were pounding and sending frantic signals to his fevered brain and he suddenly pulled her sweater up until her whole chest was exposed to his excited gaze.
The little coral-hued nipples were staring up at him and begging him to plunge his hot mouth down on them. Without another moment's delay, he brought his head down and his mouth sucked in the sweet flesh of one nipple, his teeth scraping the tender flesh as he felt her tremble uncontrollably under him.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhhh, that's wonderful ... oh, no, don't stop ... do it some more!"
As he frantically sucked and licked first one and then the other pulsing nipple in his eager mouth, Billy reached down and began to pull his sister's jeans down over her softly flaring hips she groaned and lifted her lower body to make it easier for him and he was soon rewarded with the lovely sight of her dark triangle of pubic hair beneath her thin white panties.
The wonderfully inviting pubic mound trembled out of control as the jeans continued to slide down along her legs until he finally had them free. With a sudden movement, Billy tossed the discarded jeans aside and feasted his eyes on her almost naked crotch, marveling at how plump and luscious the little pussy lips were and at the thin slit of her nylon covered vaginal furrow.
"Take off my panties," Marsha pleaded, writhing and twisting under the twin assault of his tongue on her swollen breasts and the hands that were pulling at her panties. "Oh, hurry, honey, I want to be naked for you!"
Billy knew that what he was doing was insane but he couldn't control himself. He had to see the lovely little cunt that lay in the crevice between her legs. He had to! He irrationally told himself that he would stop before it was too late.
"Ooooooooohhhhhhh yessssssss ..." Marsha moaned as she felt the cool air wash over her naked young body. Her panties were tossed aside and Billy was trailing his avid tongue down over her flat little belly to the secret spot between her open legs. It felt warm and wonderful and Marsha wished he would move faster toward her gaping pussy.
Suddenly, he was there!
"OOOOOHHHHHH! OOOOOHHHHHHH!" Marsha wailed, her lust-contorted face jerking out of control as the hot, avid tongue flattened and swept up her hair-lined vaginal furrow. Great waves of ecstasy swept over her and for a moment she thought she would faint from the exquisite sensations coursing through her nakedly trembling body.
Billy's massive cock thundered into greater erection and pulsated mightily as he readjusted his long body so that his cock was near Marsha's upper body. She pulled it to her breasts eagerly, sensuously rubbing and massaging the hot column of flesh against her swollen twin orbs.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH! That's it! Lick my little pussy, darling! Oh yesssss ... suck me ... suck meeeeeeeeee!"
His sister's wildly erotic words of encouragement made Billy even more fervent in his mad rush to bring her pleasure. Sweet feminine aromas filled his nostrils as he buried his face in the sweet vaginal flesh. His heated tongue was licking furiously up and down the quivering pussy flesh, probing and darting inside the fluttering vaginal lips as she twisted and writhed under his oral ministrations.
The lovely young virgin's eyes were only half-open but she could clearly see the purplish tip of his huge cock nestled lovingly in the space between her breasts. Thick, rope-like veins poured blood through the white shaft as she watched in fascination as the iron-hard male tool grew and grew.
She had never felt anything so wonderful and satisfying in her life as the thrusting tongue in her widespread crotch and she tried to force her legs even wider to give Billy better access to the glistening pink cuntal flesh. It was as if her whole body was being consumed by a raging fire that threatened to engulf her. It was almost too much pleasure for one person and she wanted somehow to return some of the wildly erotic sensations to him.
"Suck it ... oh God, suck it harder!" she wailed, pulling his body up so that his lust-engorged cock was poised just a few inches from her scarlet lips. Instinctively, without realizing what she was about to do, Marsha flicked out her tiny pink tongue and tasted the hot male flesh of his «haft. The salty-sweet taste excited her even more and she was soon running the oral member up and down his massive pole, her hand still gripping the base tightly as if it would suddenly jerk away from her. She felt Billy stiffen for a split second and then relax his hard-muscled body again as if in surrender to the delicious sensations that were washing over him. His face dug deeper into her crotch and Marsha exploded as his tongue found her little clitoris and sucked it into the avidly willing mouth.
"AAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!" she screamed, bucking her lower body upwards so that Billy's perspiring face was grinding into her nakedly up-thrust cuntal flesh. "Oh, my God, that feels good ... so good ... so good ..." her words became increasingly incoherent as she writhed under the slavering, pleasure-giving tongue.
Nothing in her young life had prepared her for the wild pleasure she was receiving and she wanted it never to stop. His tongue had left her clitoris, replaced by his frantic fingers, and darted into the smooth velvety inner cuntal channel, sliding easily along the clenching flesh as it tried to force its way into the very depths of her waiting belly.
The desperately twisting young girl pulled the massively throbbing male cock toward her mouth, opening the full voluptuous lips and guiding the tremendous column between them. For a moment she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to take the huge instrument into her warm cavity. It was too big-too enormous for her mouth to accept! Then, as if sensing his sister's indecision, Billy jerked his lower body forward, forcing the cock deeper into her mouth.
"MMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNN!" Marsha moaned as she felt the heated male flesh being driven to the back of her throat. It was flaming hot and she tried to flatten her tongue and press it against the bottom of her mouth so that the penis could slide by without any barrier. Her tiny white teeth scraped the white flesh but Billy seemed not to mind the pain.
Stretching her jaws to the maximum, Marsha waited patiently for the invading prick to come to rest at the back of her throat. She thought she would gag from the huge instrument impaling her and she had to fight down the fleeting feeling. Then, with one final lunge, it was completely inside her eager mouth and she felt her fingers wrapped around the thick base bump against her chin. His swollen balls were twitching around her cheek, adding to the tremendously erotic sensation she felt.
"Suck it, sis!" Billy moaned, lifting his face from her burning crotch for a moment. "Wrap your little tongue around it and suck for all you're worth!"
Marsha knew she had to obey and she went to work quickly. Her tongue searched the whole shaft, licking and sucking greedily and probing the hard ridge that separated his purple knob-head from the thick pulsating rest of the organ. As her saliva-filled mouth lent its warmth to his penis, he began withdrawing it slowly.
"UUUUUNNNNNN.. .UUUUNNNNNNN!" Marsha protested, believing that he intended to pull it all the way out of her mouth. She had to have it remain there while she lovingly caressed it with her warm tongue. She had to demonstrate to him how much she loved him and it would ruin everything if she suddenly stopped filling her mouth with his delicious cock.
Nothing in the world mattered but her cunt and his cock. There were no thoughts of Linda and Dirk in the other room, or even of her parents. She had to continue the wonderful pleasure for as long as it was possible.
When just the massive cockhead was still lodged inside her mouth, Billy lunged forward, burying the whole length in her again. Immediately gratified that she was not going to be denied her pleasure, Marsha began sucking and licking hungrily again on the mouth-filling male flesh. At the same time she brought her knees up and out and gave Billy even more access to the quivering little cuntal furrow, her lower body alive and dancing under the expert tongue that strained into her clasping pussy.
On and on the wild and insane mouth-fucking went, their trembling bodies dancing about on the soft bed as they tried to bring each other the ultimate pleasure.
Marsha's inexperienced mouth soon became madly adept at greedily thrilling the long thick cock that plunged in and out. It was as if she had been created for this one purpose and she clenched her red lips around the enormous shaft as he pulled it out and then plunged in again. Her milking lips were creating a suction that was driving him wild and he knew that he would have to pull out soon if he didn't want to flood her virginal mouth with his heated sticky white male sperm. But it seemed too difficult to do and he continued to thrust in mightily.
The young girl's wetly inflamed pussy was crying out for release as his stiff tongue battered into it with the force of a jack-hammer gone wild.
"AAAARRRGGHHHHH! MMMMMNNNN-NNN!" she groaned against his mouth-filling cock as he assaulted the velvety interior of her cunt. She wanted for him to tear her apart with it, to split her in two.
Billy fucked his heavily pulsating cockhead in and out deeply and slowly, savoring the delicious feeling of her warm young lips nibbling and licking at the smooth bulbous hardness and then clasping wetly around the thick skewering pole. He liked the feeling of his cock-flesh rubbing tantalizingly against her teeth, and her tongue swirling hotly against the sensitive underside. In and out he went, increasing his tempo as his passion mounted, exploring with undisguised glee the interior of her warmly working oral cavity, twisting his pelvis lasciviously about in rhythm to her sucking motions.
Almost at the same split-second, Marsha and Billy tensed as they felt a new, overwhelming sensation. Billy could feel his white-hot sperm gathering in his throbbing balls, welling up and churning towards ultimate release.
"Ah ... ahhhh ... AHHHHH ..." he moaned as the tension grew.
Marsha felt her excitement double. Her entire vaginal sheath was contracting and she bore downward with violent intensity as the tongue continued to ram into her pussy.
"OOOOOHHHHHHHH! I ... I'M COM-MMMIIIINNNNNGGGGG!" she shrieked loudly as her heated vaginal sheath suddenly began to excrete the sweet aching essence that gushed forth and washed like a steaming vapor down through her wildly clenching pussy, cascading over Billy's plunging tongue and onto his face.
Marsha heard Billy gasp. The moment was here and a low, guttural sound started from somewhere deep in his chest as the hot sticky sperm began its race upwards from his swollen balls and began spewing in hot thin streams into her ravenously sucking mouth. Her cheeks expanded and hollowed fish-like as she greedily swallowed the warm flooding gushes of his fresh tasting virility. She went on with the wild sucking as he emptied his balls of the hot white sperm. She coughed and gurgled, swallowing it to regain her breath.
"AAAAAGGGHHHHHHH!" Billy cried as his sperm continued to spew into her wildly sucking and swallowing mouth.
Marsha continued to lick the boiling, surging river that flowed into her as her trembling loins felt like they were shattering in a million tiny pieces. Her eagerly pulsating cuntal sheath poured out her own warm fluid in complete response to the mad climax that rocked the room. Closing her eyes, she could see wild explosions like starbursts of rocket fire behind her eyes as she strained to open her cunt and her mind to the thrilling and delicious sensations that rocked her again and again.
Even as his thick cock began to deflate and slip from her mouth, Marsha felt little spasms shake her. Then, it was over and she relaxed her widespread thighs, her aching pussy matting her dark triangle of pubic hair.
From somewhere in another part of the house she could hear Linda's voice calling out to Billy and she felt him stir.
"I've got to get up now, sis," he murmured, the reality of what he had done washing over him like a huge blanket of guilt.
Little tears of happiness were forming in Marsha's eyes as she watched his exhausted and sated body dressing.