"Willie," Joyce asked as she moved her hand sensually on his cock, "will you hurt me tonight? Please? It's been so long since you hurt me."
Lyn wanted to be sick. But shw managed to control herself.
Beneath her, Willie sighed as he reached to the bedside table and picked up a cigar. He propped his head up and lit the cigar as he looked at Joyce. Willie really got turned on by the pleading look in her eyes.
"Maybe," je teased, puffing on the cigar. "First I want a good blow-job form you, Sis."
Joyce bent around and supported herself on one elbow. Her tongue slid out and touched the tip of her brother's cock. Joyce manuevered herself around a little more and commenced kicking the full length of her brother's cock while he continued to puff on th cigar and frig her twat adn asshole.
God, Lyn thought, how can she look so happpy while she's doing such a disgusting thin? Then she remembered that she enjoyed it when Frrank ate her and that he didn't seem to think licking her hot snatch was disgusting. Maybe sucking off a guy if you really like him is different than getting fucked you really like him is differedt that getting fuck in the mouth or being forced to suck off some guy, Lyn conceded to herself. She stole a glance at her uncle, who was next to her, so they could taketurns looking through the viewfinder. Like her, he was dressed for the heated closedness of the attic: all he waswearign was a pair of cut-offs. L:yn was dressed almost as nakedly; she was wearing a bikini.
Frank had a hard cock Maybe, Lyn thought, I ought to try sucking Uncle Frank's cock. Maybe I'd like sucking his cock as much as Joyce seems to like sucking Willie's Joyce was working her whole mouth, not just her tongue, along her brother's cock. Ever since he'd started screwing her, when she'd been eleven, she'd been a hog for him. Willie had trained her well; she did whatever he told her to, and she did it with enthusiasm.
She licked, kissed and gnawed at his cock as she fondled his balls with her other hand. Willie's fingers continued to move slowly in and out of her twat and asshole, but even that would be tnough to make her cum when shefelt him shooting his jism into her mouth.
"You give the best head, Sis," Willie moaned.
"It's because I love my big brother so much," the girl replied as she continued to lick lewdly at his cock. In the atic, Frank and Lyn exchanged smiles. Not only was the relationship between the two evident in their feartures, but they were acknwledging the fact that they were related. The videotape that they had at the moment was more than enough to get Willie and Joyce locked up for a long time.
Joyce opened her mouth and popped the head of her boryther's cock into it. Then she moved it around in her mouth while she sucked hard on the spongy knob. Lyn could see Joyce's cheeks hollow as she sucked and she was disgusted with herself for getting wet in the pussy as she watched the lewd spectacle below her.
Willie reached down and pushed his sister's head farther down over his cock. There were times when he liked her to give him a long, drawn-out blow-job, but tnight he had just decided he wanted her to suck hom off fast.
Obediently, Joyce started bobbing her head over Willie's cock. Down, down, down went her head until the full lenght o fthe cock was embedded in her oral cavern. Her tongue slithered around the cock as she drew her head back slowly, her lips rubbing salaciously at the shaft as she raised her head until only the head of the cock was still in her mouth.
Up and down, up and down, Joyce's head bobbed steadily faster. Willie was straining, jabbing his cock into her mouth with little jerks of his hips ass her head went down.
"Oooohhhh!" he cried. "Oooohhhhhsisssssss! Suck it for me, Sis! Suck it! Suckitsuckitsuckit!"
She was bringing him closer and closer to the brink. As his jism boiled up his cock, Willie jammed the burning cigar against his sister's ass. Joyce gurgled with delight and took his load straight down her throat, swallowing convulsively as she poured her hot cunt juice over his fingers.
For a moment they rested there. Then Joyce lifted her face and began to kiss her brother's body as she twisted around too press her lips to his.
"On your hands and knees, Sis," Willie ordered, after letting his sister kiss him hungrily for a fewmoments. Joyce scrambled to obey, and Lyn, watching the action, gulped as she saw Willie spread the cheeks of his sister's ass. In the view-finder, the puckered rosette of Joyce's asshole opened obscenely, almost as if Willie were presention it to the camera. Lyn turned away form the camera and let Frank's eye replace hers.
"Ohhhh, Willllie!Yessssss!" Joyce cried, loudly enough to be heard in the attic. She liked sex any way she could get it, but there was a masochistic streak deep within her that insured that when she was buggered, she responded with as great a ferocity as she did when being fucked in a more conventional manner.
Willie drove his cock into his sister's asshole with onel hard showve, then started pumping it in and out, driving it deeper with each thrust. Joyce bucked her ass back to him and wiggled it form side to side as he fucked her asshol savagely.
"Give it to me, GBrother, fuck my ass," Joyce moaned.
It was evident from her tone of voice that she was thoroughly enjoying having his big cock runnign in and out of her ass, and Lyn shuddered.
Willie's hands were squezing the flesh of Joyce's ass, digging in hard enough to leave marks when he shifted his hands. The girl shifted to support herself on one arm and reached under her body and started massaging her cunt. Christ, Lyn thought angrily, she likes being used. She'd have had a ball with those two truckers.
Still, Lyn couldn't deny that she was getting turned on watching the immoral couple below her.
Willie and joyce were cheap, but there was an animalness about their sex that was getting to Lyn.
She wished that she could fuck Frank at the very minute.
Finally, Willie came again and the two collapsed on the bed. Lyn looked at the machine, meaning to turnit off, but Frank shook his head.
Willie, what are we going to do if she comes back?"
"Why don't we fucking worry about that if it happens?" Willie snarled, plumping a pillow and fixing it under his head.
"No, we have to think of it noew," Joyce insisted.
"Well," WEillie said after a moment's thought, "I Guess it'll depend on how she acts if she comes back. If she's all beat down, you know, hungry, bummed out, we'll let her stay her."
"Let her stay her? Willie, are youi crazy?"
Wouldn't you like having somebody like her around to do what yoi wanted to?" Wille asked, grinning evilly.
"You mean…?" Joyce whispered.
"Have her just like we did the day she ran away. Only without tying her up. I'll bet we could make her like it, if we worked onher."
"suppose she won't go for that?" Joyce insisted.
"Then, I guess she'll fucking run away again," Willie said.
"No, what if she wants to cause trouble?"
"She won't cause no fucking trouble," Willie assured his sister as he idly rubbed her cunt. "She'll either put out, or get out."
"Bout if she does cause trouble?" Joyce persistd.
"There's lots of rivers around her," Willie told her. "They never found old Charley Watkins, did they? And that was the boys doing the looking. I'll bet they still think he took off with yoiu and that money."
Joyce chuckled. "That fat old man actually thought I was in love with him. He couldn't believe it when I shot him. Hey, Willie, you remember what he kept saying? " You're only fifteen, you shouldn't ge killing people." All the time he was sliding down that wall, he kept saying that."
"Maybe we'll take Lyn over to that bridge and drop her in the same hole Old Charley's in," Willie laughed. "We could start our own business, the Route Ten Bridge Body Disposal Company. Our motto: We Splash for Cash."