Don Parker's funeral religious service was one of the smallest seen by the small, Grand Canyon State community.

tragedy had befallen the mob over and over for the survive several years.

Don's wife had died of cervical Cancer and a week later, one of their Twin sons, Major Don Yardbird Parker Jr, was killed by a roadside dud in Afghanistan.

The other son, David, and his wife drowned in a yachting accident off the glide of Mexico.

Don Jr. and Saint David had married sisters, with each marriage ceremony producing one child.

After Don Jr's death, his widow suffered through another conk out marriage. That, combined with the loss of her sister, prompted her to adopt her own biography while their son, Don Bird Parker III, was in his fresher class of college.

To obviate confusion, Don III was always called ‘ terzetto ’. His only cousin, Dixie, was four months younger. Being double cousins, their shackle was stronger than most and their DNA was nearly identical.

After the brief service, attended by threesome, Dixie, two attractive honest-to-god dame and a casually dressed man in a round-shouldered tie, the modest group followed the old hearse to the household game on the backside of Don's ranch. The hearse was one of the old-timer fomite their 67year old gramps had restored. triad and Confederacy walked the one-half stat mi and talked about pleasant memories of their grandpa.

"Remember when we put salt in his sugar bowl ? Lordy, he spit and coughed that deep brown up for an hour,"trey grinned,"I just knew he was gon na bust our asses, at least mine ; I don't think he would ever do anything to spite you."

dixie snickered,"Shoot, I did some unintelligent stuff I probably should take in been busted for."

"wellspring, I got ta say, I sure have missed my favorite cousin the last mates age. How long can you stay on ?"

She took his helping hand in hers,"I can stay as long as I want. I'm a agent, now, and I have six agent that I completely trust, plus my secretarial assistant is the scoop ; she can do anything. sight of way in grandfather's house for just you and me, so I'll stay awhile, okay ?"

"well, diddlysquat,"he grinned as he raised the creamy, bloodless hand of his only living congener,"I guess I can put up with you for a few mean solar day, as long as you don't make me run a race."Remembering all the childhood races he had lost to Confederate States, he kissed her hand and smiled,"Deal ?"

After Don's plain, cedar box was lowered into its hole, and quick condolences were exchanged, the casually dressed man with the crooked tie approached the 31yr old first cousin,"Sorry I didn't get to peach to you sooner, but I'm your grandfather's attorney, Federal Reserve note Julia Evelina Smith. I just wanted to let you acknowledge that after the DoS of Grand Canyon State probates his will, everything he has is to be shared between the two of you. He told me, once, that no man could be lofty of his grandkids. All the legal clobber won't take long ; couple months, maybe, but I'll handle it all. Don already paid me for it, too, so no concern there. Call me if you have any questions or need anything."

ternion and Dixieland decided to leave the others to their own agency and, slowly, walked back to the cattle farm house. Menial talk involved the kine and horse cavalry, the mountains in the space, the blooming, prickly Pyrus communis cacti, the size of the 2200-acre ranch and, of class, puerility memories.

As they chatted, tercet became aware that his cousin had become a fascinating, beautiful woman."Shit,"he thought,"why haven't I noticed those fantastic tits before ? I must be slipping since I passed 30. My ex never had a set like Confederate States of America's. If she wasn't my cousin-german, I'd be doing my damndest to suck on those babe and check out her kitty-cat. She's never been married, so I'm sure as shooting it's not don out."

"What'cha thinkin'‘ round, cowboy ?"

Her query interrupted his thoughts, but he just never could lie to Dixieland. It was easy to lie to his old girlfriends and his ex-wife, but not Confederacy,"Your boob,"he smiled as he pointed,"You didn't have those when we used to play doctor."

Her mouth dropped open. She slugged him on the shoulder with her rightfulness, but still held his hired hand in her left wing,"III Parker, you pervert ! You probably have matter you didn't have 25 years ago, too,"she glanced at the front of his slacks and raised her eyes back to his. Mischievously, she commented,"then again, maybe not… wan na race the rest of the way ?"

"Nope."

"C'mon, chicken."

"Nope."

"Trey is a chicken, deuce-ace is a crybaby, Trey is…"

He jerked her hand backward, causing her to hit and almost Fall. While she was off equilibrium, he charged forward ; trying to cover less than a 100 yards to the front door before Dixie could do it.

She passed him with fifteen feet to go,"You turd ! I could beat you on one leg with a funfair start… Slow poke."



As the pair strolled from room to room, recalling where their grandmother repeatedly set up her Christmas tree each yr ; when the deer, whose head was mounted above a fireplace, was killed ; and the ugly coon hound Don kept in the house for years. After a couple hours, they decided to expend the rest of the day relaxing.

"We can start purging granddad's hooey tomorrow,"South never wasted an opportunity to pick on her full cousin,"unless you think you'll need to use his supply of grownup diapers."

terzetto simply grinned, shook his head and raised his middle finger,"You'll need them long before me, little miss smart butt. You wan na get in some hot tub time in a little while ? I'll turn it on & it should be ready in less than an hour. We can watch over the sun go down over the mountains."

She agreed and told him she wanted to get a agile nap. One of her pet movies would be on later.

Confederate States's red and white two-piece didn't hide very much of her luscious, desirable physical structure. As a result, troika stayed as deeply as he could in the hot tub, in order to prepare his hard hammer less conspicuous. Shortly after dark, Dixie stepped out of the piss. Her washup wooing had become nearly gauze-like, showing her salient pap and a belittled camel toe. She kissed III on the top of his mind at the Lapp time his cock was emptying its warhead under piss,"goodness dark, Honey. See you in the morning."

He sat in the water supply until her tight ass was out of sight, removed his suit and jacked off, again."Fuck,"he mumbled to himself,"if she doesn't go home pretty quick, I'm gon na sleep with her, even if I have to dishonour her. That's probably the best pussy in Arizona."

Breakfast went pretty well the future morning. Don's Mexican cook came in early and had a big disc of hot cake and sausage awaiting the ‘ kids ’.

"good dayspring, gorgeous,"trinity loved the 62-year-old dame & always flirted with her,"you're looking mighty fine today. Why don't you just allow for your husband and grandkids and marry me ?"

Sophia giggled and set the food on the mesa. She told troika she had to take one of the kids to Tucson and couldn't clean sign today. She was stepping out the back door when Dixie came in and waved to her. three was relieved to see his cousin-german was wearing a fuzzy bathrobe. Thankfully, it only provided a little view of her cleavage, zip else.

Breakfast yack brought up questions about Confederate States of America's thriving real estate business and Trey's decision to suit a podiatrist,"I really wanted to be a gynecologist, but when I discovered I could decrease in love with a remains, I figured it was time to change direction."

After Dixie composed herself and mopped up the coffee she had snorted thru her olfactory organ, she told him how full of asshole he was,"finis your breakfast, butt end head. We have work to do."

The rest of the day involved deciding what personal matter they wanted to get rid of. Trey started with his gramps's bedchamber while Dixie took on the toilet.

While he bagged Don's old underclothes, shoes, old shirts, etc., Confederacy threw away out-of-date pre***********ions, used bars of liquid ecstasy, deodorant control stick, combs and early items.

Midday, she walked into Don's bedchamber while Trey was sorting through clothes in the walk-in closet,"leash, did grandpa smoke ganja ?"

"Mmm… I don't think so. There's plenty of it to be found in this voice of the country, but I'm pretty sure he didn't ; why ?"

"wellspring, I found his bong. It was in the back of a drawer."She held a authorize credit card tube in her manus. It was about two and a half column inch in diameter and close to a foot long. A natural rubber squeeze bulb on one end was attached to the end of the tube.

Trey chuckled,"girlfriend, you found a appreciate possession there. But, no, it's not a bong. You're gon na choke when I tell you… it's a putz pump."

"A Whaaaat ?"

"A dick pump ; It helps men who have hard-on problems."

"Seriously ? You mean Grandpa was still fuc… still had girlfriends ?"

"Yeah, you know the two old dame at the funeral ? I know he was balling one of them and I'm pretty certain he was nailing Sophia, the housekeeper, too. Hey, if a guy doesn't use it, he'll turn a loss it."

"well, I'll be damned. The old coot was still getting'some. Good for him. How does this thing body of work ?"

Trey took promissory note that Dixieland's t-shirt had been pulled into a nautical mile, just below her knocker, showing her bare belly. The camel toe was showing in her spandex shorts, too."Okayyy… a guy uses some lube on the SEAL, and on his gumshoe. He slips a stopcock ring onto the outer English of the turgid pipe. He sticks his tool inside, holds the underground tight to his root word, and uses the bulb to pump rakehell into his vessel, making it concentrated. Then he slips the ring off the tube at the stem of his dick. It holds the blood in home until he gets through fu… having sex."

"Interesting… I'd like to see it work."She grinned at her cousin-german, who replied with,"Uh… no."

"Okay."

She retreated to another can, supposedly to go along cleaning.

Trey, on the other hand, was obliged to take care of the raging hardon she had given him.

**********

"3 ! leash ! GET IN here AND HELP ME !"

He was in the kitchen toasting some buns and frying some wieners for their luncheon when he heard Dixie's supplication. He flipped both burners to the off position and headed down the hall to the last sleeping room. She had told him she wanted to take a power nap before lunch.

"Is there a rattler in her elbow room ?

"Did a scorpion sting her ?"

"Did she fall on the hard, tile level ?"

A dozen inquiry whirled in his mind as he hurried down the Charles Francis Hall in four seconds.

Pushing the threshold open, he was faced with a ken he would retrieve the remainder of his life. There on the bed lay his beautiful cousin ; his but sustenance relative ; the somebody he loved more than any other… and she lay there naked and whining, almost in tears.

Old Don Parker's turncock pump was sticking up between two pillows, which were intended to cover as much nudity as possible. Her midriff was bare, but the corner of the bedspread had been pulled over her breasts.

"What did you do, Dixie ? ! What's grandpa's…"

"Shut the hellhole up, ternion ; get this damn thing off me !"

troika couldn't help but grin,"clasp on, female child, enjoin me what you did."

"You told me to put lubricator on it for a sealskin. I figured, if it will make a cock… I mean penis, harder and bigger, maybe it would work for me to…"she took a deep intimation and let it out,"I was trying to masturbate, dammit. Now help me get it off."

He stepped nigh and moved the pillows. Sure enough, the lubricant had been enough to form a sealing wax on her shaved pubic bone. Through the exculpate plastic underground, he could see the tip of her, slightly swollen clit."Shit, Dix, you did a good job here,"his cock was swelling fast,"I sure don't call back that matter looking this trade good when we used to play doctor."

"If you don't shut the hell up and get this matter off me, I promise to wipe out you ; I swear to God, I'll kill you."

"wellspring, dear, the way I see it, I need to be Dr. Trey again ; the gynaecologist, not the chiropodist. Once I get it off, you're gon na need a massage and, quite possibly, an injection."

"Stop your fucking babbling and assist me, shithead."

"Just don't move ; no demand to damage that pretty, little cunt. I mean it, Dix, don't move."

He pushed the small button and released the vacuum cleaner. The red ring left by the SEAL was quite a direct contrast to her creamy white hide within her two-piece lines. Once again, he told her not to move as his fingers began tracing the halo, above and below her clit. His thumb gently raked across the, still swollen bud.

Twice, she started to tell him to block, but each clock time, the gentle touch caused her to catch her breathing place. Within a mo, Dixie's hip rose with each rotary and her gasp began turning into quiet moans.

Once III knew she was enjoying his ministrations, he lowered his principal and proceeded to osculate her sexual love button, sucking gently. One finger found its way inside her wet puss, but she was still sloshed enough that a second one was hard.

Her mitt found their way to the spine of his head, pressuring him to work and breastfeed harder… he obliged and within another min, his only living relation's orgasm was producing enough snatch juice to coat his mouth and slaver onto the sheets.

dixie Parker watched in anticipation as her cousin-german removed his tank top and trunks. Her eyes appraised and approved the sight of his seven-inch hard cock. Without a give-and-take, she flipped the spread off her luscious tits and spread her legs… she wanted Trey as much as he wanted her.

As he walked across the king-sized bed on his human knee, he paused long enough to kiss her nether lips once again. The tip of his cock touched her clit and slid downward to her waiting hole. Her expectation became anticipation as he repeated the move various times… then she smiled and whispered,"roll in the hay me, Trey."

She was tight, he was thick. Thankfully, between the prick heart lube, the defeat and her own juices, he entered easily. Her hands found the back of his second joint and pulled him into her warmth. They stared silently into each other's eye as he thrust slowly for the first gear five minutes. When she whispered,"More, pay me Sir Thomas More,"he picked up his pace and fucked her with the most force out he had ever put into sex with anyone. Another three or four minutes brought dixie to a 2d orgasm,"Oh horseshit, deuce-ace ! Oh, yes ! I'm gon na … Oh God ! ! AAAAaaaa.. Shiiiit ! ! ! Ooooohhh.. SHIIIIIT ! ! !"

Trey closed his eyes and gritted his tooth as his nuts churned shipment after load of hot cum into the depths of her womb.

As he reopened them, his eyes rested on Dixie's passive face and slight smile…

He kissed her.

The gentle tactual sensation of his lips caused her to respond, opening her mouth slightly and pulling his eubstance tighter to her own.

After a match of minutes, trey raised his head and smiled,"hoot, Dix, what in the earth have we done ? Are we good, or are we going to hell for this ?"

She didn't respond for a minute or two as her hands lovingly traced his shoulders, neck and face ; all the while staring into his eye. She became aware that his semi-rigid shaft was still in her,"Scheol or not, this is the salutary moment of my entire life. I've loved you and admired you since we were sister. Since I was a teenager, I've wondered what sex would be like with my favorite man. I'll be happy to go to hell if you're there, too."

troika lowered his sassing to hers, again. He realized his rooster had never completely softened and felt it rising within the warmth of the best pussy he'd ever felt. Ten minute of arc later, they lay side by side of meat, satiated.

Confederate States kissed her cousin, turned lover,"I wish we could do this every day. underworld, I wish we could do it fifty times a day. You may not believe it, but I've only had sex with three men before today. Not one of them ever made me feel as close to love, if that's what it is, before this afternoon. I know we're cousins. I know it's wrong but, I love you, Trey. I love you more than anything or anyone on this solid ground. Please tell me I can stay put here, right here, with you forever."

"OK, Dix ; who in your world knows about me ? Who knows I'm your cousin-german ?"

"Nobody."

"The lone mass I know would be the lawyer and grandfather's girlfriend, which include Sophia. None of them will be a problem. I've always loved you More than cousins should, so… I hereby take you for my married woman, Dixie Parker. Do you hereby make me for your husband ?"

"I will, Don Parker the tierce, on one condition."

"Whut ? ?"

"If you can fuck me one to a greater extent meter, right now, I will solemnly swear to be your married woman in every way until the day we die."

Trey looked at his mild, well used, tool,"Be right back."

He stepped into the bathroom, found the strobilus and expanding prick and returned, picking up the hammer pump. In a short mo, the shaft ring was in place and his shaft was full and hard. He looked toward the heaven,"Thanks, Grandpa."

************

Trey and Dixie Parker sold their businesses and the ranch their Grandpa had left them.

They spent the rest of their lives in a low menage in the United States government Virgin Islands.

At age 82, trey died of knottiness following a massive stroke.

Dixie took her own life the next day.

The distich are buried together in the same casket .