“ Hi, Don, wan na help me get her up to her room ? She passed out a couple hours ago ; and yes, a couple guy rope fucked her. She just can't check her alcohol."
Don smiled at Joyce, his sister's best friend,"We can just roll her onto the couch and you can stay the rest of the dark with me."
"Yeah,"she chuckled,"you wish. We tried that once and you fucked it up, big time. Besides, I have a hard eight incher out there in the car waiting for me."
"I had to try… let's just put her in mom's bed. It's downstairs and she's gone for the whole calendar week. Tomorrow she can dampen mom's flat solid and park her big ass in her own room. You sure you won't check ?"
"Uh, no… c'mon, let's get her tucked in."

Cookie was less than two years younger than Don. She started drinking right after their dad had his black stroking, about six months earlier. She was cheeseparing to their dad than Don, possibly even their female parent. He had always doted on biscuit and given her everything. Two days after his funeral, cookie found the stash of whiskey while she was steam cleaning his old recliner. She was hooked after the first potable of the smooth liquor.

"We'll just leave her clothes on her. She can slumber in the stink."
"DONNIE PARKER ! Shame on you ; you turd. Get your fanny out of here. I'm gon na divest her and throw her dress inside the washer. You can wash them in the morning ; now git.."
Don had known James Augustine Aloysius Joyce since they were pre-teens. They had dated a fiddling and they, jointly, took each other's virginity. Don, however, couldn't keep his cock activity limited to one fille. Once he got a taste of fucking, he wanted them all. That ended any romanticist opening with Joyce.
He stood outside the chamber door and decided to make her one more than fling. She didn't see him when she stepped down the hall to the public-service corporation elbow room, but when she came out, there he stood, stroking his stiff peter,"You sure you don't want some of this ? It was your number 1 one and it works much best now than it did then."
"You crazy fucker,"she shook her head and snickered,"Maybe someday, but Rex is waiting ; and I'm nervous to find out what he can do. Bye, sweetie."

He pulled off his pajamas, which he had donned to answer the threshold, pitched them onto the couch and started up the step,"Hmm… I wonder ?"
He went to his mom's room and looked at Cookie lying there…"She's completely naked under that bed sheet. She won't know, anyway. Joyce's tight ass got me so fuckin'horny…."
He pulled the weather sheet back and appraised his slight sister's exquisitely set of tits. Her slim, freckled grimace was one-half covered by her slurred electric shock of red hair… a agile glance at her puss hillock confirmed both were the Same semblance. Once he looked at that snatch, he had no interest in anything else.

"She's passed out. She's already been fucked. She won't have a clue."
He spread her pegleg apart and crawled between them,"Actually,"he spoke to his unconscious Sister,"I've wanted some of your kitty-cat since I was about ten. I believe an football team yr time lag is long enough. I just wish you, somehow, knew it's me that's about to satiate you with cum."

Don's cock slid into cookie easily. The cum from the others provided plenty of lube ; even a little sloppy, but he didn't mind. He needed relief.
When cookie's eyes opened for a second gear, he assured her it was okay and it was just him. Once they closed, he added,"Yeah, by God, it's just me and I'm fucking the shit out of you. We should have been doing this for year, Goddammit. Ohhhhh… you DO feel good, fiddling sister ; so fuckin'good."
He took his time for about ten mo, until he began feeling his nuts tighten. Hid cock never felt harder, or bigger as he rammed his total length into her faster and faster.
"Oh, Irish bull, Cookie… oh, my fuckin'shit ! Goddammit, here I cum… oh Scheol, YESSSSS ! UGNH ! ! ! UH, Uh, uh, uh… oh, God, Cookie ; Oh, shit that was good."
She never flinched at his legal action, or his calling out. She just lay there like a blow up doll, being the receptacle he needed.

Don got off the bed and sucked her nipples for a few minutes before he pulled the sheet over her. He kissed her unresponsive lips and told her honorable night,"And give thanks you for the toilsome good time my balls have ever experienced."
He picked up his pajamas and headed upstairs. After washing his semi-rigid barb and nuts, he laid on his bed, thinking about what just happened,"dirt, my dick's gettin'harder again… so… why not ?"

He decided to try getting Cookie cleaned up a little, so he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. After sitting her limp trunk on the toilet, he found the douche bottleful and filled it with warm piss. He remembered individual telling him about mixing vinegar with it, so he shoved the nozzle in her cunt as far as it would go and squeezed, filling her with the warm up body of water. While he looked for vinegar, she sat on the pot and drained. He was capable to get the full snout inside her for the second bulb full of the warm mixture.
Next he took a wash drawing fabric and cleaned her shrub, ass, and all points in between. pleased with himself, he carried her back to bed and laid her on her stomach.

He fixed a bowl of ice water system and set it beside the bed,"One way or another, sis, you're gon na feel my cock ; even if I have to shove it in your asshole."
He rolled Cookie to one face and piled a few pillows in the middle of the bed. Once he managed to get her mid section jacked up, her slit was just right for doggy style. His pecker had much less lubrication, so he spat on it and pulled an ice block from the bowlful. He rubbed the stock-still chunk across her pucker, then shoved it into her cunt. His hardness shoved it trench, but there was still no response from the limp girl.

He was satisfied to pump his way to another punishing, hot series of cum ; which took last to twenty minutes. A washcloth caught the dripping, whitened pick as it made its way out of her crack.
He made up his mind ; he would stay right there, in the same bed, and fuck his sis as much as his body could stand up. He hoped he could do it fifteen times, but knew if he only got a tertiary round in, he'd be a happy man.

Don awoke with a piss hard. He knew what it was, but he wasn't about to relieve oneself it away. He managed to pull the pillows from under Cookie and she was lying on her side. No… he wanted her face to face. She groaned a little as he rolled her onto her back, but gave no sign of the zodiac of waking up.
Once again, he spread her ramification and positioned himself. He shoved his mast inside her warm bitch, once again. Once seated as thick as he could get, he reached for the bowl of insensate water.

As he started pumping, he dipped his fingerbreadth in the bowl and flipped cold-blooded water onto Cookie's tits, chest and abdomen. At first off, she reacted with just a flinch. Once she realized she has a hard cock fucking her, she smiled and began moving upward to fit the thrusts.

Don tilted the trough and let a small flow trickle down her sternum, rolling toward her belly button. That brought a pant from the young woman and her eye popped open. Although it was still dark, she could see the public figure who was filling her with his meat,"Wha ... ? What's… ? Ugnh… mmm… oh, you're good. Mmmm… who… ? Oh, oh, oh, yesss… right there. God that feels sooooo good."
Her mitt sought her clit and began manipulating pleasure from it,"Oh, fuck, Yesss ! Oh, shit ! I'm gon na … I'm gon na cummmm ! ! AHHhHhHHhhHHggghhh !"

Her heaving soon turned to deep breaths and voiced snores. Don had never let up ; his piss hard was about to finally blow another freight of cum and he wanted Cookie to own it all.
Once he filled her again and began to soften, he pulled away and stepped to the bathroom. With the Nox light source, he watched his powerful flow of piddle hit the water in the throne pipe bowl like a waterfall. It was tacky enough to be heard in the totally household.

When he shook the last few drops free, he turned to see cooky standing in the threshold,"My turn. Why are you naked, Bubba ? Shit ! Why am I naked ? Wait ! Was that… ? Oh, God, no, Don. Don't state me that was you fucking me a little while ago. No it couldn… was it you ?"
Don moved to the position and helped Cookie sit on the toilet,"You're damn aright it was me. I fucked you three times so far, and I'll damn indisputable do it again when I want to. Get your pissin'done and get back in bed. I'm not difficult right wing now, but I probably will be before daylight."

cooky started to cry,"You can't, Don. I'm your baby. It's not decent for…"
Don interrupted her,"Bullshit. You loved how it felt, don't try to deny it. You absolutely loved how my hard cock felt in you, because you came hard, biscuit, really grueling. Get back in bed."
Ten minutes later, cookie broke the secrecy,"O.K., we can do it whenever we want, but we can't Tell mom, Don. It almost killed her when she found out Daddy was fucking me. ”