pussy for me! Spread your legs wide, I want to see it...ahhh!" He hunched forward over Jennifer and pounded away furiously, while Mary, moaning, parted her folds with a pair of fingers and sunk a third finger deep into the sopping mess of her cunt. Cum and her own juices squelched around her, bubbling out beneath her finger; the gasping Jennifer thrust her tongue out and lapped at them eagerly.
Jack groaned and squeezed at Jennifer's ass. "Nngh," he grunted, "Jenny, ah, fuck. Get ready to move, Jenny. I'm close, oh fuck I'm close, but I want to blow in Mary...want to spunk my sister's pussy up again. Ah, God, I'm cumming -- move, Jenny, quick!" With a gasp, he jerked himself free of the kneeling maid, his cock bouncing free for a moment before he grabbed it and began to stroke himself vigorously. Jennifer, still flushed with pleasure, gave a moan and rolled onto her side. As she sprawled on the kitchen floor, Jack lunged past her with startling speed and grabbed Mary's wrist, tugging her hand out of her pussy and thrusting it roughly to the floor.
"Just like that, Mo!" Jack yelled. He pinned her wrists, one in each hand, and rammed himself into her body in one hard thrust. Mary cried out, feeling her pussy spasm, and Jack echoed with a yell of his own as his cock swelled and pulsed inside her. Gooey warmth flooded Mary's body, and she found herself clenching tight, her own body exploding in a second climax as Jack pumped his sperm into her.
"Ahhh," Jack groaned, his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, "Yes, Mo -- take it all! Take my cum!"
Almost weeping with pleasure, Mary threw her arms around him and pulled him in close. "Yes," she gasped, "Oh, yes, Jack! Cum! Spunk in me -- spunk your sister up!" She hardly knew what she was saying, but she didn't care, so long as it made her brother happy and kept him right where he was, spending his load on her eager, swollen slit. The wet warmth of his climax seemed to flood her insides, filling every nook and cranny of her greedy snatch. Lying beside them, Jennifer moaned and fingered herself, the redhead's face a mask of tired, hungry lust.
"Oh god," the maid panted, watching. "Oh god, Jack. You're really doing it. You're creaming your sister's pussy so good. You're going to knock her slutty little cunt up if you're not careful...fuck that's hot!" She grunted and curled a little tighter on the floor, clearly working herself up to another tiny, trembling climax with a finger on her clit.
Finally, Jack collapsed atop Mary, who had long since gone limp beneath him. The three of them lay on the kitchen floor and panted for breath. Their bodies were soaked with sweat, as were Jack and Jennifer's bedraggled clothes -- Mary was briefly grateful that she, at least, had been stripped down before the fun began -- and the whole room stank of musky sex.
A dull, pleasant ache was building between Mary's thighs. She winced a little as Jack pulled free of her, and stuck a hand down to squeeze her tender flesh. Sticky cum poured out into her cupped palm immediately, and she blushed. Mary was still not quite sure what purpose Jack's warm loads were supposed to serve, only that they exploded inside her when he reached his peak -- and that she liked the feel and smell of them, very much!
Jack rose to stand over her with his cock still dripping. He smiled down at her, his expression possessive, and Mary smiled fondly back up. It was hard for her to believe that their trysts were less than half a day old. She could scarcely imagine a life where she wasn't fucked by her brother.
"Well, ladies," Jack said, as if reading her mind, "This is how the household's going to be run, then, so long as I'm in the house. Mary, sister, darling, you're my sexy little slut and I want you to be happy, so I'm going to use your cunny as often as I can, does that sound all right?"
Mary blushed and nodded happily. Jack smiled indulgently and went on, " So you'll only need light little house dresses, except for when we go
Kent Flannery, Joyce Marcus