Foreword
The feel of those silky strands of curly blonde hair from his sister's cunt made the pores of Murray Amos's flesh stand open. It was so sweet to stroke her there. It made his cock feel tremendously important to be allowed to get so close and it stood up even prouder.
"Take me in your mouth while I do this," he said continuing to finger her hole and manipulate his cock so that it rested near her lips. He had to get up on one knee to do it, but it was worth the extra effort.
Jill Amos bent eagerly to lick the head of his big stiff schlong. She was so curious. What would this thing feel like down inside her mouth? Would it feel soft and squishy like an oyster, or long and hard like a cucumber? She thought, considering its present condition, that it would most likely feel hard.
"Put it between your lips," Murray said, his breathing growing a little heavier now, despite his efforts to control it.
Jill let her mouth wrap solidly around it and felt it throbbing between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. It felt so angry and hot in there. She swallowed a little more of it and let her tongue continue to lick the tip of the head. The tension was beginning to build up under Murray's fingers, too. He could feel his sister's clit getting larger and fuller as he stroked her thick pussy lips. Occasionally he would strike against her clit with his fingers and she would writhe quite joyfully around them and suck a little harder on the thick hot cock pulsating in her mouth.
"Swallow me," Murray said, feeling his breath rise and fall quite rapidly as he worked his fingers hard around the thick cunt lips and slid them into the red, wet pussy hole every few seconds.