“ Hi, Don, wan na serve me get her up to her room ? She passed out a couple time of day ago ; and yes, a couple guys fucked her. She just can't give her alcohol."
Don smiled at Joyce, his sister's sound friend,"We can just rove her onto the couch and you can stay the rest of the Night 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 week. Tomorrow she can wash mom's flat solid and park her big ass in her own room. You sure you won't stay ?"
"Uh, no… c'mon, let's get her tucked in."

cooky was to a lesser extent than two years younger than Don. She started drinking right after their dad had his fatal throw, about six months earlier. She was airless to their dad than Don, possibly even their mother. He had always doted on biscuit and given her everything. Two Day after his funeral, Cookie found the hoard of whiskey while she was steam cleaning his old recliner. She was hooked after the first drink of the smooth liquor.

"We'll just leave her apparel on her. She can sleep in the stink."
"DONNIE Charles Christopher Parker ! Shame on you ; you turd. Get your butt out of here. I'm gon na undress her and throw her clothes inside the washer. You can wash away them in the morning ; now git.."
Don had known Joyce since they were pre-teens. They had dated a small and they, jointly, took each other's virginity. Don, however, couldn't save his cock bodily function limited to one miss. Once he got a gustatory perception of fucking, he wanted them all. That ended any romanticistic possibilities with Joyce.
He stood outside the bedroom door and decided to make her one more than offer. She didn't see him when she stepped down the Hall to the service program room, but when she came out, there he stood, stroking his corpse dick,"You sure you don't want some of this ? It was your initiatory one and it works much comfortably now than it did then."
"You crazy fucker,"she shook her mind and snickered,"Maybe someday, but Rex is waiting ; and I'm uneasy to observe 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 stair,"Hmm… I wonder ?"
He went to his mom's way and looked at biscuit lying there…"She's completely naked under that sheet. She won't know, anyway. James Joyce's tight ass got me so fuckin'horny…."
He pulled the sheet back and appraised his little sister's finely set of tits. Her slim, freckled font was half track by her thick jounce of red hair… a quick glance at her kitty-cat hammock confirmed both were the like people of color. Once he looked at that cunt, he had no pursuit in anything else.

"She's passed out. She's already been fucked. She won't have a clue."
He spread her legs apart and crawled between them,"Actually,"he spoke to his unconscious sis,"I've wanted some of your pussy since I was about ten. I believe an eleven year wait is long enough. I just care you, somehow, knew it's me that's about to take you with cum."

Don's cock slid into Cookie easily. The cum from the others provided mint of lube ; even a little sloppy, but he didn't psyche. He needed relief.
When Cookie's oculus opened for a indorse, 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 long time, Goddammit. Ohhhhh… you DO feel upright, little baby ; so fuckin'good."
He took his prison term for about ten minutes, until he began feeling his nuts tighten. Hid dick never felt harder, or vainglorious as he rammed his full distance into her faster and faster.
"Oh, shite, Cookie… oh, my fuckin'shit ! Goddammit, here I cum… oh Hades, YESSSSS ! UGNH ! ! ! UH, Uh, uh, uh… oh, God, Cookie ; Oh, shit that was good."
She never flinched at his actions, or his calling out. She just lay there like a shock up doll, being the receptacle he needed.

Don got off the bed and sucked her nipples for a few transactions before he pulled the sheet over her. He kissed her unresponsive brim and told her ripe Nox,"And thank you for the hardest blow my nut have ever experienced."
He picked up his jammies and headed upstairs. After washing his semi-rigid irradiation and addict, he laid on his bed, thinking about what just happened,"Shit, my dick's gettin'harder again… so… why not ?"

He decided to try getting Cookie cleaned up a minuscule, so he picked her up and carried her to the can. After sitting her hobble body on the john, he found the douche bag bottle and filled it with warmly water. He remembered someone telling him about mixing acetum with it, so he shoved the honker in her pussy as far as it would go and squeezed, filling her with the lovesome H2O. While he looked for vinegar, she sat on the pot and drained. He was able to get the full nozzle inside her for the indorsement bulb full of the warm mixture.
Next he took a wash textile and cleaned her bush, ass, and all peak 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 shaft ; even if I have to stuff it in your asshole."
He rolled Cookie to one side of meat and piled a few pillows in the middle of the bed. Once he managed to get her mid section jacked up, her puss was just rightfield for bow-wow style. His putz had much to a lesser extent lubrication, so he spat on it and pulled an ice cube from the trough. He rubbed the frozen chunk across her pucker, then shoved it into her cunt. His unfeelingness shoved it deep, but there was still no reaction from the hobble girl.

He was satisfied to pump his way to another hard, hot serial publication of cum ; which took close to twenty minutes. A face cloth caught the dripping, whitened ointment as it made its way out of her crack.
He made up his nous ; he would ride out right there, in the same bed, and fuck his sister as much as his torso could stick out. He hoped he could do it fifteen multiplication, but knew if he only got a 3rd circle in, he'd be a glad man.

Don awoke with a piss hard. He knew what it was, but he wasn't about to piss it away. He managed to draw out the pillows from under Cookie and she was lying on her English. No… he wanted her boldness to facial expression. She groaned a petty as he rolled her onto her back, but gave no signaling of waking up.
Once again, he spread her legs and positioned himself. He shoved his mast inside her warm snatch, once again. Once seated as deep as he could get, he reached for the bowl of cold water.

As he started pumping, he dipped his digit in the sports stadium and flipped inhuman water onto Cookie's titmouse, chest and stomach. At first, she reacted with just a wince. Once she realized she has a hard hammer fucking her, she smiled and began moving upward to forgather the thrusts.

Don tilted the bowl and let a little stream drip down her sternum, rolling toward her belly button. That brought a gasp from the girl and her eyes popped undetermined. Although it was still dark, she could see the figure who was filling her with his heart and soul,"Wha ... ? What's… ? Ugnh… mmm… oh, you're good. Mmmm… who… ? Oh, oh, oh, yesss… right there. God that feels sooooo good."
Her hand sought her clit and began manipulating joy from it,"Oh, roll in the hay, Yesss ! Oh, shite ! I'm gon na … I'm gon na cummmm ! ! AHHhHhHHhhHHggghhh !"

Her heaving soon turned to inscrutable breather and diffuse snores. Don had never let up ; his pee hard was about to finally blow another lading of cum and he wanted biscuit to have it all.
Once he filled her again and began to soften, he pulled away and stepped to the toilet. With the night light, he watched his potent stream of piss hit the pee in the lav bowl like a falls. It was loud enough to be heard in the unhurt house.

When he shook the last few fall free, he turned to see Cookie standing in the room access,"My turn. Why are you au naturel, Bubba ? Shit ! Why am I naked ? Wait ! Was that… ? Oh, God, no, Don. Don't tell me that was you fucking me a little while ago. No it couldn… was it you ?"
Don moved to the side and helped Cookie sit on the toilet,"You're damn right it was me. I fucked you three clock time so far, and I'll damn sure do it again when I want to. Get your pissin'done and get back in bed. I'm not voiceless rightfield now, but I probably will be before daylight."

cooky started to cry,"You can't, Don. I'm your sister. It's not right on for…"
Don interrupted her,"dogshit. You loved how it felt, don't try to deny it. You absolutely loved how my backbreaking cock felt in you, because you came hard, Cookie, really knockout. Get back in bed."
Ten minutes later, Cookie broke the silence,"Okay, 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. ”