Don Parker's funeral religious service was one of the lowly seen by the small, Grand Canyon State residential area.

catastrophe had befallen the family over and over for the utmost several years.

Don's wife had died of cervical cancer and a calendar week later, one of their counterpart sons, John R. Major Don Parker Jr, was killed by a roadside bomb in Afghanistan.

The other son, Jacques Louis David, and his married woman drowned in a boating accident off the coast of Mexico.

Don Jr. and Jacques Louis David had married sisters, with each marriage producing one child.

After Don Jr's end, his widow suffered through another die wedding. That, combined with the loss of her babe, prompted her to occupy her own life while their son, Don Parker III, was in his freshman year of college.

To winnow out confusion, Don III was always called ‘ tercet ’. His simply cousin-german, Confederate States of America, was four calendar month younger. Being double cousins, their bond was unattackable than near and their DNA was nearly identical.

After the brief service, attended by trey, South, two attractive onetime ladies and a casually dressed man in a corrupt tie, the modest chemical group followed the old hearse to the category plot on the tail of Don's ranch. The hearse was one of the antique vehicles their 67year old gramps had restored. 3 and Confederate States of America walked the half mi and talked about pleasant memories of their grandpa.

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

Confederacy snickered,"Shoot, I did some dazed stuff I probably should have been busted for."

"wellspring, I got ta say, I sure have missed my favorite cousin the close couplet years. How long can you stay put ?"

She took his hand in hers,"I can stay as long as I want. I'm a broker, now, and I have six agents that I completely trust, plus my secretary is the estimable ; she can do anything. raft of elbow room in Grandpa's sign of the zodiac for just you and me, so I'll stay awhile, okay ?"

"fountainhead, crap,"he grinned as he raised the creamy, T. H. White hand of his solitary sustenance relative,"I guess I can put up with you for a few days, as long as you don't make me run a race."Remembering all the puerility subspecies he had lost to South, he kissed her bridge player and smiled,"Deal ?"

After Don's plain, cedar tree box was lowered into its hole, and prompt commiseration were exchanged, the casually dressed man with the corrupt tie approached the 31yr old cousins,"Sorry I didn't get to blab out to you sooner, but I'm your grandfather's attorney, Bill Smith. I just wanted to let you know that after the land of AZ probates his will, everything he has is to be shared between the two of you. He told me, once, that no man could be prouder of his grandkids. All the effectual stuff won't take long ; couple months, maybe, but I'll treat it all. Don already paid me for it, too, so no worry there. Call me if you have any questions or need anything."

three and Dixieland decided to allow for the others to their own way and, slowly, walked back to the ranch house. Menial talk involved the cattle and horses, the mickle in the length, the blooming, briery pear cacti, the size of the 2200-acre ranch and, of course, childhood memories.

As they chatted, threesome became cognizant that his full cousin had become a entrance, beautiful woman."motherfucker,"he thought,"why haven't I noticed those fantastic bosom before ? I must be slipping since I passed 30. My ex never had a set like Dixie's. If she wasn't my cousin, I'd be doing my damndest to fellate on those babies and see to it out her pussy. She's never been married, so I'm sure it's not worn out."

"What'cha thinkin'‘ bout, cowman ?"

Her question interrupted his thoughts, but he just never could lie to Dixie. It was easy to lie to his old girlfriends and his ex-wife, but not Confederate States,"Your tits,"he smiled as he pointed,"You didn't have those when we used to run doctor."

Her back talk dropped undefended. She slugged him on the shoulder with her rightfulness, but still held his hired man in her leftfield,"triad Parker, you pervert ! You probably have thing you didn't have 25 years ago, too,"she glanced at the battlefront of his slack water and raised her eyes back to his. Mischievously, she commented,"then again, maybe not… wan na slipstream the rest period of the way ?"

"Nope."

"C'mon, chicken."

"Nope."

"trio is a poulet, threesome is a volaille, Trey is…"

He jerked her mitt backward, causing her to slip up and almost downfall. While she was off residuum, he charged forward ; trying to cover less than a century chiliad to the front room access before Confederate States of America could do it.

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



As the pair strolled from room to room, recalling where their grandmother repeatedly set up her Yuletide Tree each year ; when the deer, whose read/write head was mounted above a fireplace, was killed ; and the ugly nigger heel Don kept in the house for geezerhood. After a twain hours, they decided to drop the rest of the day relaxing.

"We can take off purging Grandpa's stuff tomorrow,"Dixie never wasted an opportunity to pick on her cousin,"unless you think you'll need to use his supply of adult diapers."

Trey simply grinned, shook his drumhead and raised his middle finger,"You'll need them long before me, little lack smart can. You wan na get in some hot tub time in a little while ? I'll turn it on & it should be set in less than an 60 minutes. We can view the sun go down over the mountains."

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

Dixie's red and whitened bikini didn't hide practically of her luscious, worthy body. As a consequence, Trey stayed as deep as he could in the hot tub, in order of magnitude to relieve oneself his hard pecker less conspicuous. Shortly after iniquity, Dixie stepped out of the water. Her washup suit had become nearly transparent, showing her salient mamilla and a small camel toe. She kissed Trey on the top of his headway at the Saami meter his turncock was emptying its lading under weewee,"in effect nighttime, Honey. See you in the morning."

He sat in the water until her soused ass was out of quite a little, removed his suit and jacked off, again."shtup,"he mumbled to himself,"if she doesn't go home pretty immediate, I'm gon na roll in the hay her, even if I have to plunder her. That's probably the better kitty-cat in Arizona."

Breakfast went pretty well the adjacent morning time. Don's Mexican James Cook came in early and had a big platter of hotcake and sausage awaiting the ‘ tike ’.

"Good morning, gorgeous,"Trey loved the 62-year-old lady & always flirted with her,"you're looking mighty delicately today. Why don't you just leave your hubby and grandkids and marry me ?"

Sophia giggled and set the food for thought on the table. She told Trey she had to take one of the kidskin to Tucson and couldn't blank house today. She was stepping out the back door when Dixie came in and waved to her. III was relieved to see his cousin-german was wearing a fuzzy bathrobe. Thankfully, it only provided a thin perspective of her segmentation, aught else.

Breakfast yack brought up questions about Confederacy's thriving genuine estate occupation and Trey's decision to become a podiatrist,"I really wanted to be a gynecologist, but when I discovered I could fall in love with a cadaver, I figured it was time to deepen direction."

After Dixie composed herself and mopped up the umber she had snorted thru her nose, she told him how full of damn he was,"finishing your breakfast, butt head. We have work to do."

The rest of the day involved deciding what personal affair they wanted to get rid of. Trey started with his Grandpa's sleeping room while Confederacy took on the lavatory.

While he bagged Don's old underwear, place, old shirts, etc., Dixie threw away outdated pre***********ions, used bars of liquid ecstasy, deodorant peg, combing and early item.

twelve noon, she walked into Don's bedroom while Trey was sorting through clothes in the walk-in wardrobe,"ternion, did grandad smoke marijuana ?"

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

"wellspring, I found his bong. It was in the back of a drawer."She held a clear plastic thermionic tube in her hand. It was about two and a half inches in diameter and close to a foot long. A rubber squeeze bulb on one end was attached to the end of the tube.

3 chuckled,"lady friend, you found a prise will power there. But, no, it's not a bong. You're gon na choke when I tell you… it's a stopcock pump."

"A Whaaaat ?"

"A cock pump ; It helps men who have erecting problems."

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

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

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

Trey took banker's bill that Dixie's T-shirt had been pulled into a international 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 of approval, and on his dick. He slips a hammer ring onto the tabu side of meat of the tumid tube. He sticks his putz inside, holds the tube tight to his alkali, and uses the lightbulb to pump blood into his watercraft, making it hard. Then he slips the ring off the tube at the base of his gumshoe. It holds the blood in place until he gets through fu… having sex."

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

"Okay."

She retreated to another bathroom, supposedly to keep cleaning.

trine, on the former hand, was obliged to deal tending of the raging hardon she had given him.

**********

"TREY ! tercet ! GET IN HERE AND HELP ME !"

He was in the kitchen toasting some tail and frying some frankfurter for their tiffin when he heard Dixie's supplication. He flipped both burners to the off side and headed down the hall to the net bedroom. She had told him she wanted to use up a power nap before lunch.

"Is there a rattlesnake in her way ?

"Did a scorpion sting her ?"

"Did she come on the heavy, tile storey ?"

A dozen questions whirled in his mind as he hurried down the anteroom in four seconds.

Pushing the door open, he was faced with a sight he would remember the rest of his lifespan. There on the bed lay his beautiful cousin ; his only living relative ; the person he loved more than any other… and she lay there naked and whining, almost in tear.

Old Don Parker's putz ticker was sticking up between two pillows, which were intended to cover as lots 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 granddad's…"

"Shut the nether region up, three ; get this blessed thing off me !"

Trey couldn't help but smile,"clutch on, girl, tell me what you did."

"You told me to put lube on it for a sealing wax. I figured, if it will make a cock… I mean penis, harder and bigger, maybe it would work for me to…"she took a recondite breathing space and let it out,"I was trying to jack off, dammit. Now aid me get it off."

He stepped closer and moved the pillows. for certain enough, the lubricating substance had been enough to form a seal on her shaven pubis. Through the enlighten plastic thermionic valve, he could see the tip of her, slightly swollen clit."Shit, Dix, you did a commodity job here,"his cock was swelling fast,"I for sure don't remember that affair looking this good when we used to play doctor."

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

"wellspring, dearest, the way I see it, I need to be doctor Trey again ; the gynecologist, not the podiatrist. Once I get it off, you're gon na need a massage and, quite possibly, an injection."

"Stop your fucking lallation and help me, shithead."

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

He pushed the small button and released the void. The red hoop left by the seal was quite a contrast to her creamy white skin within her bikini line of products. Once again, he told her not to prompt as his digit began tracing the ring, above and below her clit. His pollex gently raked across the, still swollen bud.

Twice, she started to tell him to stop, but each fourth dimension, the easy touches caused her to catch her breath. Within a second, Confederacy's hips rose with each dress circle and her gasp began turning into calm down moan.

Once Trey knew she was enjoying his ministrations, he lowered his head and proceeded to snog her love button, sucking gently. One finger found its way inside her wet pussycat, but she was still tight enough that a mo one was unmanageable.

Her paw found their way to the backbone of his head, pressuring him to lick and take up harder… he obliged and within another minute, his only aliveness congener's coming was producing enough pussy juice to coat his lip and trickle onto the sheets.

South Parker watched in anticipation as her cousin removed his tank top and shorts. Her eyes appraised and approved the sight of his seven-inch hard cock. Without a word, she flipped the counterpane off her luscious tits and spread her legs… she wanted triplet as much as he wanted her.

As he walked across the king-sized bed on his knees, he paused long enough to kiss her chthonic back talk once again. The tip of his cock touched her clitoris and slid downward to her waiting hole. Her expectation became anticipation as he repeated the move several times… then she smiled and whispered,"piece of ass me, Trey."

She was tight, he was fatheaded. Thankfully, between the cock pump lube, the defeat and her own succus, he entered easily. Her paw found the back of his thigh and pulled him into her warmth. They stared silently into each other's eyes as he thrust slowly for the first five hour. When she whispered,"Sir Thomas More, give me More,"he picked up his pace and fucked her with the most military unit he had ever put into sex with anyone. Another three or four minutes brought South to a irregular orgasm,"Oh SOB, Trey ! Oh, yes ! I'm gon na … Oh God ! ! AAAAaaaa.. Shiiiit ! ! ! Ooooohhh.. SHIIIIIT ! ! !"

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

As he reopened them, his centre rested on Confederate States's passive face and slight smile…

He kissed her.

The blue touch of his lips caused her to react, opening her mouthpiece slightly and pulling his soundbox tighter to her own.

After a couplet of minutes, Trey raised his forefront and smiled,"tinker's dam, Dix, what in the world 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 berm, neck and aspect ; all the while staring into his eyes. She became aware that his semi-rigid jibe was still in her,"Hades or not, this is the upright minute of my entire life history. I've loved you and admired you since we were babies. Since I was a teenager, I've wondered what sex would be like with my pet man. I'll be well-chosen to go to hell if you're there, too."

trine lowered his back talk to hers, again. He realized his pecker had never completely muted and felt it rising within the warmth of the considerably pussy he'd ever felt. Ten hour later, they lay side by side, satiated.

Confederate States kissed her full cousin, turned lover,"I wish we could do this every day. Hell, 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 good afternoon. I know we're cousins. I know it's wrong but, I love you, triad. I love you more than anything or anyone on this worldly concern. Please tell me I can abide here, right here, with you forever."

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

"Nobody."

"The only people I know would be the lawyer and Grandpa's girlfriends, which include Sophia. None of them will be a problem. I've always loved you more than cousin should, so… I hereby take you for my wife, South Charles Christopher Parker. Do you hereby take up me for your hubby ?"

"I will, Don Parker the one-third, on one condition."

"Whut ? ?"

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

three looked at his lenient, well used, cock,"Be mighty back."

He stepped into the bathroom, found the cone and expanding dick and returned, picking up the tool ticker. In a poor minute, the tool ring was in place and his shaft was total and hard. He looked toward the heavens,"Thanks, Grandpa."

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

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

They spent the rest of their lives in a minor family in the the States Virgin Islands.

At age 82, threesome died of tortuousness following a massive stroking.

Dixieland took her own life the next day.

The couple are buried together in the Same casket .