Becca's whole life was turned upside down the following week when she found out about her husband, Bobby's death on the oilrig. There had been a terrible accident and eight workers had been killed. When she had had gone back to England to attend the funeral, she was contacted by a barrister who was representing several families in a class action to sue the oil company.

In the meantime, she had gathered up her belongings and moved back to the states. Finally, as she is settling into her new home, only a few blocks from her parent's house, she finds out she is pregnant.

"It's ours," she told her father as they sat at the kitchen table having a cup of coffee.

"How do you know?" he asked her, staring at her with love-filled eyes.

"I just do.and it's a little boy.a brother for little Chrissy," she went on.

"Oh, Becca," Josh blubbered, struggling to his feet and shuffling over to where she sat.

Reaching down, he pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her.

"I'll take care of everything.I'll take care of you.you and the babies," he whispered into her ear, hugging her tightly, pulling her against him.

"Oh, Daddy," Becca murmured softly, feeling her father's ripe hardness digging into her belly. "It's hard. Don't you ever get soft?"

"Just being around you makes me that way, Baby," he muttered, stepping back a step and gently running his hand over her still flat belly. "I wonder if the little guy would mind if he had a visitor?"

"I think he would love for his father to visit him," she smiled, running her hand down to the obvious bulge in the front of her father's pants.

They were in no hurry as Josh's hand continued on down, then up under Becca's short skirt. While he was easing his hand down inside her panties, her fingers found the zipper tab on his fly and slowly drug it down. Quickly finding her wetness with a long, thick finger, Josh eased it up inside the tight warmth of her pussy while her hand dug down inside his shorts and found his rock-hard penis. Pulling roughly, she brought it out into the open as Josh gently worked his juice-slickened finger in and out of her tight pussy.

"He always looks so impatient.and ready," she murmured, slowly stroking her hand up and down the thick shaft of his twitching prick. "He's so hot and hard."

"She's so soft.soft and wet." he huffed, easing his finger out of her cunt.

Pulling his hand out of her panties, he gently guided her over to the counter. Reaching down, he curled his hands around her waist and with a little grunt, lifted her up onto the tile surface. His hands dove back under her dress and his fingers dug under the waistband of her panties. Then, as Becca helpfully wriggled her little butt, he pulled them down her long, shapely legs. Dropping her panties to the floor, he placed his trembling hands between her legs and pushed them apart while Becca held her skirt up with one hand and spread the lips of her oozing pussy with the other one.

"Perfect!" Josh murmured, stepping up between her legs and guiding the barbed head of his cock up to the unfurled, pink rose.

Both of them stared down at her hairless cunt as his big, thick cock began to disappear down into the gaping wound.

"It feels so good going inside me nice and slow like that," she cooed, squeezing her pussy down around the invading giant.

"You're so hot and tight," Josh grumbled, slowly feeding his prick into her gluttonous cunt. "Hope the baby doesn't stretch it all out of shape."

"I'll tell the doctor to make it nice and tight again," she laughed, leaning back on her elbows to watch her father's face as he fucked her.

As she did, Josh reached up and began to unbutton her blouse. His cock finally bottomed out inside her warm moistness and he began to lazily stroke it in and out of Becca's hot pussy. His fingers tickled down the front of her blouse, opening each button with eager anticipation. At last, still stroking his cock in and out of her hungry cunt, he smiled devilishly and spread open her blouse. Looking down at her big breasts, bobbing heavily inside the tight confines of her lacy brassiere, he reached down to the little pink bow that was nestled down in the cleavage of her bosom. Pinching it between his fingers and thumb, he plucked the little clasp open, freeing her tits. When he did, they flopped out into the open, heavily drooping to the side as they jiggled and bobbled every time he drove his cock into her.

"Your breasts.your breasts are so beautiful." he murmured, lovingly running his hands over the dangling treasures as his ass began to jerk back and forth with more impetus.

"I wonder," she laughed softly, kicking her legs out and wrapping them around his waist, "how much bigger they'll get with the baby?"

"I don't see how they could get any bigger," he grinned, wrapping his hands around the jiggling giants.

Squeezing and fondling them as they heavily flounced in his hands, he rubbed his thumbs back and forth across the big, bulging nipples. He could feel them hardening and stiffening under his thumbs as he humped his cock into the slurping hole between his daughter's legs faster and faster.

Murmuring softly, Becca locked her ankles together and dropped her heels down onto her father's ass as it sprang back and forth. Kicking her heels into his ass, she goaded him to fuck her harder and harder. She couldn't believe how much her life had changed since that fateful afternoon in the cabin. What would she have done without her father? His loving attentiveness had brought her through all the pain and suffering of Bobby's death, and now.now she could repay him. Not only with love and affection, but they could share their love in such an intimate and personal way. Now they were more than father and daughter, they were sweethearts. Her father had told her that her mother's interest in sex had diminished over the past few years, but now with Becca in the picture, it seemed like they had it all.

Josh was panting, sweat running down his face, dripping down onto her shirt, but he continued to stroke his cock into her. Becca could feel herself slipping closer and closer to the edge of the fiery caldera of pleasure as her father hammered away at her pussy. His big dick was so thick, it was pulling her tingling clit down against it every time it slid down into the clinging tightness of her hot cunt.

"Yes, Daddy, yesssss," she hissed, like a cat in heat as she pounded her heels into his bounding ass.

His fingers dug deeper into the quivering flesh of her tits, his thumbs rubbing harder and harder. Suddenly, she found herself falling weightless as her whole body was consumed by a fiery blast of pleasure. Digging her heels into his ass, she held his giant prick imprisoned inside the clutching heat of her cunt as it spasmed and convulsed around it. She was so deeply immersed in her own climax, she was barely aware of her father's eruption as his cock began to spew out its virulent load of thick, creamy semen into her hungry cunt.

"Oh.oh.God.God, oh God," he groaned out, shoving his cock down into her imploding cunt as hard as he could while it bucked and spurted over and over again.

Feeling light-headed and giddy with joy, Becca felt the waves of pleasure wash over her, making her body twitch and lurch with wanton ecstasy. Her father was hunched over her, his back arched like a bow as he strove to get his cock deeper and deeper inside the clutching oven of her cunt. He was pressing against her so hard, it was as if he were trying to force his whole body down into the tiny sucking hole. And she was trying to help him, digging her heels into his ass harder and harder.

Then, as the jolts of pleasure began to weaken, she felt her whole body softening, relaxing the tightly clenched muscles. As they did, her ankles unraveled and her legs lifelessly dropped down beside his. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed, her breasts heaving up and down while she tried to catch her breath. She could hear her father's sonorous gasps as he, too, fought to bring his breathing back under control. He still held her quivering breasts tightly clutched in his hands, but his thumbs now rested motionless on her big, puffy nipples.

"God.Daddy," she gasped as she felt his big cock backing down the cum-drenched channel of her overflowing pussy.

Then with a loud, wet slurp, his cock flopped out of her pussy. As it did, a thick, ropy strand of gooey, white cum-juice dripped out of her pussy. She slowly raised herself back up to a sitting position as her father staggered back to the table and flopped down into one of the chairs. Staring down between her feet, she saw a big puddle of thick goo on the floor. Even though he was in his forties, she sickly thought, he could still make cum by the gallons. Wonder what he was like back when he was making the cum that made me?

Becca was just about to start looking for a job when she was approached by the insurance company to see if she would be interested in an out of court settlement. She decided to give them a listen and invited their lawyer to her house.

"Ten million.ten million, tax-free," the lawyer said, sitting at the table with her, her father, and a Notary Public he had brought with him.

"Ten.ten million.tax-free?" Becca gasped, unable to believe her ears, looking over at her father in stunned shock. "Ten million!"

"Ten million?" he grunted, his mouth dropping open as he stared at the lawyer in disbelief.

"Yes, ten million, tax-free," he told her again. "All you have to do is give us a few signatures, and this check is yours."

With that, he shoved a sheaf of papers in front of her. As she looked down, she saw the certified check for ten million dollars sitting atop the stack of papers. And it was made out to her.

She walked around in a daze for a week before it finally sank in that she was wealthy. Beyond wealthy! She was rich.

It was then that she bought a big house with acreage on the edge of town and invited her parents to move in with her. It would be so much more convenient to have her family gathered around her, she thought.

Giving her parents the option to continue working, she told them that she would support them. Her father graciously took her up on her offer, but her mother told Becca that she enjoyed her job and wanted to keep working. So Becca gave her enough money to start her own little business and she was happy as a lark. Of course, with her not around most of the time, she and Josh would be free to continue their little incestuous affaire de la amour unabated.

Time passed. Becca grew bigger and bigger, and everyone thought it was such a nice thing that Bobby had given her another baby for her to remember him by. At last, a bouncing baby boy came into her life. He had ten fingers, ten toes, a shock of brown hair the very same color as his grandfather, and seemed normal in all other aspects. No one seemed to suspect a thing.

Josh and Becca continued to satisfy their sick cravings as Chrissy and Bobby, Jr., grew older. Josh was as loving and doting as any grandfather, or father could be, showering the children with attention, while Becca was the perfect mother. Bobby J., as he came to be called, grew into a strapping young man with his grandfather's Clooneyish looks and the many hours in the gym had filled him out perfectly. Chrissy on the other hand had turned into a goddess, with looks that could bring a whole room to silence as she entered it.

As time had passed, Becca had found herself being drawn closer and closer to the boy. It was hardly strange, she told herself. He was the spitting image of his grandfather, only forty-two years younger. The same age her father had been when he had produced her in Helena's belly. The love and intimacy she and her father had shared over the years had completely dulled the wrongness of their relationship. In fact, to her, it now seemed so natural and normal, it was nothing to be ashamed of. She had shared her love with the man she most loved in the whole world, so what could be wrong with that? So what if they were father and daughter.they loved each other deeply and totally.

But as Chrissy grew older, her father began to show an increased interest in her. But who could blame him, she sickly thought. Chrissy had blossomed into a beautiful young woman, almost overnight, it seemed. Her father's eyes seemed to follow Chrissy everywhere she went. And it obviously hadn't gone unnoticed by Chrissy, who had become a big flirt in front of her grandfather. Anything she wanted, all she had to do was go to her grandfather and it was hers. Realizing where it was all probably headed, Becca decided to bring it all out into the open and do it in such a way that there would be little shame and regret for the children. Saturday was Bobby's eighteenth birthday and she had a plan.

The fog ran its wispy fingers over the car as they crept along the path leading up to the cabin. It was eerily familiar to the day she had seduced her father, she thought, already feeling the warm tickle of excitement down between her legs. Looking over at her unsuspecting son, she smiled and intimately placed her hand on his thigh as the car inched along the path.

"Look, Mom," Chrissy giggled out. "There's Grandpa's car! I didn't know that he was going to be here."

"A little surprise for you, dear," Becca told her, trying to keep her voice calm and collected.

"Goody, I'm glad Grandpa's gonna be at the party," she childishly giggled again.

"And your grandmother, too," Becca said, bringing the car to a slow, creeping halt behind Josh's car.

"The whole family." Bobby grinned as she gave his thigh an intimate squeeze.

"Yes, Honey.the whole family," Becca said, reaching down and turning the key.

"Wow, look at the fog," Bobby exclaimed, pointing out to the gathering tendrils of mist that seemed to be almost racing toward the car. "It sure is getting thick!"

"It's coming to hide us.protect us." Becca whispered, reaching over and shoving her door open. "You'll see!"

"What? What do you mean?" Bobby asked, wondering about his mother's mysterious explanation of the fog.

"You'll see," she repeated, smiling and stepping out of the car, dragging her overnighter out with her.

The children followed her through the wet, misty fog, up the steps and across the deck to the front door.

"It looks nice and cheery inside," Bobby said, peeking in the window by the door.

"It will be," Becca said, reaching down and turning the knob.

"Oh, you're finally here," Helena said, turning quickly toward them, her long, black, satin gown billowing out around her.

"Yes, we're finally here," Becca sighed, seeing her father step out of the bedroom in a fleecy white robe.

"Oh, glad to see you folks," he grinned, winking at Becca. "The fog is starting to get really thick!"

"Bobby! Happy Birthday!" Helena beamed, striding toward the two children with a glass of champagne in each hand, her high heels loudly clopping on the floor. "Drink and be merry!"

Bobby and Chrissy turned to each other, a slightly confused look on their faces as they took their grandmother's offering of libation. The fire in the fireplace snapped and crackled happily, casting a warm glow onto the walls of the cabin. There were two bottles of champagne on the coffee table and several dishes of different snacks spread out on the counter.

Bobby took a sip of his drink as Helena took his hand in hers and led him to the couch. She slowly sank down onto the couch and patted the cushion next to her.

"Come sit with your old Grama so she can get to know her grown-up grandson a little better," she said, smiling softly.

"I'm going to slip into something a little more comfortable," Becca said to no one in particular as she clopped across the hardwood floor to the bedroom.

As Bobby saw the bedroom door close, he sank down onto the couch beside Helena. From the way her eyes were dilated, he guessed she'd already had a few drinks as she intimately rested her hand on his thigh.

"So what does our birthday boy want for his birthday?" she asked him, lifting her hand up to the top button on his shirt.

"Uh.uh, I don't know," he muttered, glancing down at her hand and then nervously looking over at Chrissy.

When he did, he saw that she was perched up on the counter with her legs spread and Josh was standing between them. She had her arms casually draped around his neck and he had his hands curled around her tiny waist. There was something perversely intimate about the way she was looking into her grandfather's eyes as they softly talked. What could they be talking about, he wondered, that would make her look into his eyes like that?

Just then, he felt his grandmother push the button through its buttonhole.

"You've grown into such a beautiful young lady," Josh said, giving her waist an intimate squeeze.

"This is all kind of crazy, Granpa.what's going on?" she asked him, glancing over to where Helena sat on the couch by Bobby.

"We just thought you and Bobby would like to get to know us a little better." he smiled, turning his head, following her eyes over to the couch then back to her. "Would you?"

"Do you mean," she asked, a flirty smile tickling across her full, red lips as she dropped a hand down to the knot of the belt wrapped around his waist, "what I think you mean?"

"What do you think I mean?" he asked, slowly inching his hands up toward the swell of her bosom.

"Like this?" she said, jerking on the knot.

As she did, his terry cloth fell open to reveal his swollen manhood, already standing at attention, pointing straight up at her out of its hairless base.

"Damn, Granpa!" she cursed softly, her hand clutching his throbbing manhood and giving it a rough squeeze. "It's big.and.and you don't have any hair down around it!"

"These are big, too," Josh hoarsely grunted, pawing her mountainous breasts through her blouse.

"Grama! What? What are you doing," Bobby J. muttered as the second button came open.

"I want to see those marvelous pecs of yours," she giggled girlishly, popping the third button open. "I've always thought they were so.so hunky."

Bobby stared down in stunned silence as his grandmother's fingers crawled down his shirt unbuttoning button after button until there were none left to unbutton.

Then, with almost childlike anticipation, she spread his shirt open. Suddenly, he felt the tickle of her frizzy, blond hair on his chest as her lips sought out one of his tiny nipples. Then he felt her tongue flick back and forth across it as it immediately hardened into a swollen pea. And the intimate touch had a similar affect on his penis as it began to balloon up down inside his pants.

What the fuck is going on, he dizzily asked himself.

As his grandmother teased his nipple to hardness, the bedroom door opened and his mother came strutting out in a short, red kimono. Bobby ran his eyes over her body exploring the swell of her obviously unrestrained breasts that were bobbling and jiggling wildly under the clinging satin. Then ran them down over her long, curvaceous legs encased in a pair of sheer, red nylons and lastly, to her dainty feet, their toes arched in a pair of bright, red, stiletto heels.

"Wow." Bobby whispered, his grandmother lifting her head to see what had caused such a reaction in her grandson.

"I was just getting to know Bobby a little better," Helena grinned as Becca swaggered toward them, hips swinging and rolling, the little kimono fluttering open giving Bobby a flash of the bare skin beneath it with every step.

"Gram.Helena?" Bobby asked, watching Helena lift her dark, red lips up off his plum-colored cockhead.

"That would be nice," Helena cooed, still on her hands and knees, her face above his stiff cock. "But just a second."

Then she reached over to her purse that sat on the coffee table by the bottles of champagne. Digging down inside it, she pulled out a bright, purple plastic bottle with a little white applicator tip on the end of it.

Bobby watched on with fascination as she twisted the little applicator and brought the tube over above his cock. Then, Becca reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock, holding it straight up in the air. Pointing the applicator down at his cock, Helena gave to bottle a squeeze and a big, stream of the clear liquid squirted out onto the head of his cock. With a mischievous smile, she wrapped her hand around his cock. Twisting and clutching her fisted hand around his cock, she spread the slippery goo all over it. There was so much of the goop, it had even ran down over Becca's fingers, coating them in the process.

Satisfied that his cock was adequately coated, she handed the bottle to Bobby.

"Me.my pussy." she said.

With Becca and Bobby watching, Helena turned on her knees until her big, round ass was pointed at Bobby. Then, with one leg bent at the knee, resting against the back cushion of the couch, she slowly straightened her other leg, resting her high-heeled pump on the floor.

Struggling to his knees behind her, he saw the tips of her fingers between her legs, spreading open her meaty pussy. Bring the bottle up to her pussy, he slowly inserted the applicator into her pussy and squeezed out a big gush. As he slowly pulled it back out of her pussy, a long glistening string of the lubricant dripped out of her pussy and dropped down onto the couch. Twisting the applicator back to the closed position, he dropped it onto the couch under Helena.

Inching up behind her, he dipped his hips and let her guide the swollen, purple head of his cock up between the meaty, pink lips of her cunt.

"Now!" she muttered, holding his cock pressed against the opening of her vagina.

Arching his back, Bobby dipped his hips again and eased his cock up into the hot clutch of her pussy.

"Grama.Helena!" Bobby murmured, thrusting his cock up into the hot mush of her cunt all the way until his belly nudged up against the rounded softness of her ass.

"Yesssssss." she hissed, thrusting herself back at him, grinding her plump ass against his belly.

Wrapping his hands around her thickened waist, just above the jut of her hips, he began to jerk her back and forth at the same time she rocked back and forth, impaling herself on his pistoning penis. As he fucked his grandmother, Bobby stared down at her big ass, watching it shudder and quiver every time his belly slapped up against it.

Her asshole? What would her asshole look like, he sickly wondered, pounding away at her pussy?

Running his curled hands down over the curve of her hips, he dug his thumbs down into the quivering flesh. Spreading the cheeks of her ass, he gently spread them open to bare the wrinkled pucker of her asshole. Staring down at the tiny opening with its circle of darkened wrinkles fanning out from it, Bobby deliriously wondered if Josh had ever fucked it. Then he felt something nudge up against his thigh. Looking down, he saw that it was the purple bottle of lube. Helena had grabbed it up from under her and was holding it in her hand, offering it to him as she continued to hump her pussy back and forth on his pistoning prick.

"Take it," she panted, shoving the bottle back at him. "Take me there.too!"

A sizzling spark of electricity flashed through his brain. His grandmother was going to let him fuck her in the ass. This was all just too fucking much, he groaned to himself, reaching down and grabbing at the bottle. As he did, he saw his mother's hand take his place, holding the cheeks of Helena's ass apart. Tipping the bottle upside down, he twisted the cap and gently eased the white applicator down into the center of the pouting circle of wrinkles. Quickly, he gave the bottle two squeezes before gently withdrawing it. As he did, he saw a single, glistening drop of the lubricant ooze out of her asshole. Then he squeezed out another gush directly out onto the darkened circle of wrinkles.

Twisting the cap again, he tossed it back onto the couch and felt his grandmother lean forward, pulling her hot cunt off his jutting prick. Then he felt the couch shudder as his mother dropped to her knees on the floor beside the couch. She quickly dug her fingers back into Helena's ass, spreading it apart while he still held onto the other ass-cheek. Curling his free hand back around her hip, Bobby stared down as his mother guided the big, tapered head of his lube-smeared peter up to the pouting protrusion of fragile, darkened flesh. The rounded tip of his cock centered on the tiny opening, Bobby began to lean forward. Gawking down to his cock, he watched the opening slowly widen as his cock began to slide into it. Then his mother's hand left his cock, pushing his hand away from the other cheek of Helena's ass and replacing it with hers, holding the crack of her mother's ass spread wide open for him. Curling his other fist around the swell of her hip, he began to pull her back onto his thrusting penis as it slowly disappeared down into the secrecy of his grandmother's asshole.

Bobby was delirious with excitement as his cock slid deeper and deeper into the tight clutch of her anus.

"Annnuhhhhhhh." Helena groaned as his cock burrowed deeper and deeper into the tightly clenched opening of her asshole.

Pulling on her with his hands and pushing at her with his clenched ass, Bobby suddenly felt the barrier give way and his cock went slithering down into the warm muck of her ass all the way up to its hairy hilt.

Staring down at the crack of her ass, he saw that his cock had completely disappeared. It was now hidden from sight, totally buried down into the strangulating tightness of her hot ass. But it was all too much, he disappointedly found as he began to rabidly fuck her ass, only to feel a gigantic eruption tear through his cock as it began to jerk and kick, spewing out a massive gusher of fiery-hot cum into his grandmother's ass.

"OhFuck! OhFuck! OhGod! Grama! Helena! OhFuck!" he blathered out, jerking her back onto his erupting penis as it emptied its load of creamy goo into her ass.

Helena shoved herself back against him, taking his fiery load without so much as a whimper. Holding onto her hips tightly, Bobby continued to pull her back against him as his big cock jerked and spurted inside her already goo-filled rectum. Finally, his balls were empty, sucked dry by his grandmother's tight ass.

With a tired, little grunt, he slowly backed his cock out of the constricting tightness of her ass. Looking down, he watched a stream of pearl-colored cum ooze out of the dilated opening of her ass as it slowly closed back down to normal.

"God, Grama, uh, Helena, that was awesome!" he murmured out, watching her struggle around to a sitting position.

"Unh-huh," she muttered, grabbing a cushion and plopping it down on her lap.

Then she patted the cushion, motioning for him to put his head on it. Rolling over onto his back, he dropped down onto the couch and eased his head down onto the pillow. He found himself staring up at his grandmother's big, sagging tits as he heard the pinging clop of his mother's stiletto heels on the floor. Glancing down, he saw her lean down and place a basin of bubbly water on the coffee table. She dipped a wash cloth in it and slowly sat down on the couch beside him. Lifting his gunky peter in her hand she began to clean it with soft, gentle swipes. As she bathed his prick with the warm water, Bobby watched his grandmother lower one of her big, puffy nipples down onto his lips. Opening his mouth, he gently sucked the rubbery nub into his mouth and began to tease and tickle it with the tip of his tongue. Bobby had never felt such a feeling of contentment and happiness as his grandmother cradled his head against her breast and his mother lovingly fondled his limp penis. But such contentment brought with it drowsiness and he soon found himself slipping off into satiated slumber.

Feeling something soft and warm brushing against his lips, he opened them and sucked it inside. Slowly opening his eyes, expecting to find himself looking up at his grandmother's big tits, he was slightly surprised to find himself gawking up at Chrissy's impressive rack.

"What th." he mumbled out around her nipple as she looked down at him with a happy, little grin on her elfish face.

"Hi, sleepyhead," she giggled as she straddled him with her knees brushing against his hips and her hairless pussy hovering just above his penis. "Are you always hard?"

"Huh!" he groggily muttered, realizing that he was indeed hard as Chrissy lowered her oozing pussy down onto the ridged underside of his bloated prick.

"Can you believe all this?" she asked him, slowly working her pussy up and down on his prick, coating it with a sheen of her hot pussy juice.

"NO! No, I can't," he grinned up at her, then looked around the room. "Where's everybody at?"

"They're in the bedroom. Josh is on top of Mom fucking her brains out, and Grama is watching them and using a vibrator on herself. Isn't this just the fucking craziest thing you could ever imagine?"

"How did it feel when Granpa, uh, Josh fucked you?" Bobby asked thrusting his cock up against her pussy and working it up and down the goo-filled slit between her dainty pussy lips.

"Awesome!' she snickered. "After we fucked, he ate my pussy and then I sucked on his cock until he was hard again. Then he fucked me again. He sure can fuck for an old guy. What happened in here?"

"Well, I guess you saw me fucking Mom," he said, reaching down and wrapping his hands around his sister's beautiful, round ass. "After that Grama sucked on my cock until it was hard again, then she let me fuck her the doggie way, but then, then she let me do it to her in the ass. Can you believe that? Grama let me fuck her in the ass!"

"Really? In the ass?" Chrissy exclaimed. "Was it good?"

"The best." Bobby grinned up at her.

"God, that is so fucking hot," she said, reaching down between them and grabbing hold of his big cock. "Fuck me.fuck me and make me come.and.and maybe I'll give you a piece of my ass, too!"

"Awesome!" Bobby snorted, watching her raise her hips and fit his bloated cockhead in the opening of her cunt.

Sighing softly, she eased her hips back as her hot pussy slowly sucked his whole cock up inside it. Wrapping his hands around the round curve of her hips, he began to push and pull on her as she worked her pussy back and forth on his big cock.

"Damn, your cock is as big as Josh's," she muttered out, jerking back and forth with her bit tits flopping up and down in cadence with their fucking.

"Your tits.your tits.so pretty," he panted, feeling her big, puffy nipples raking up and down his chest as she humped herself away at him.

Chrissy's hot little snatch was even hotter and tighter than Becca's, he sickly thought to himself.

The couch creaked and groaned as they bounced up and down on it. And faintly, in the distance they could hear the soft slapping of skin striking skin coming from the bedroom. Chrissy's face was grimaced with effort as she furiously worked her tight pussy back and forth on her half-brother's cock. Sweat was beginning to ooze out of her pores and drip down onto him. Huffing and puffing, she continued to attack his prick with her hot, clutching pussy. Bobby could sense her nearness to the finish, but he could tell she was also rapidly tiring as her thrusts became weaker and weaker.

"You.you.tired.you do it." she panted, grabbing at him as they struggled to change positions and let him on top.

Finally, they succeeded without dislodging his ramrod hard penis from her hungry cunt. Once on top, Bobby immediately resumed the onslaught. Looking up at him with lust-glazed eyes, Chrissy's face was still grimaced from the strain as she clawed at him, humping herself up against his pounding attack.

Suddenly, she kicked her legs up in the air and gave out a loud, choking gasp as she slammed her heels into his ass.

"OhhhhhhGodddddddd." she groaned, digging her heels into his ass, holding him imprisoned inside her collapsing cunt.

Her hot cunt clutched and grabbed at his cock as she thrust herself up against him, thrusting up so hard, her quivering ass was completely off the couch. Her tightening muscles were arching her back so tight, Bobby thought it might snap at any second. A loud groaning murmur escaped from her open mouth, filling the air around her thrown back head as she groveled through her orgasm. This went on for the longest time before Bobby felt a slight softening of her muscles. Finally, like a wet noodle, she dropped back to the couch. Her arms flopped out to the side and her limp legs, still splayed out to the side, lifelessly dropped to the couch. A dribble of spit had oozed out of the corner of her mouth and now was slowly running down her cheek. Her widely dilated eyes tried to focus on his face but seemed unable to do so.

At last, her pupils began to contract as she numbly closed her mouth to stop the seeping spit.

"Fucking awesome." she finally choked out. "Fucking awesome."

Seeing that she was lazily coming back to life, Bobby slowly withdrew his juice-coated prick, hoping to claim the prize she had offered him earlier.

"You.you still want to?" he hopefully asked her, crawling out from between her legs and dropping his feet to the floor.

"I guess," she murmured, looking up at his big, stiff prick jutting out of his hairy groin.

It was so wet with her abundant juice, she could see the gooey stuff running down around the barrel of his cock, gathering along the underside and forming thick, gummy drops. It looked huge!

Leaning down, Bobby gently wrapped his hands around her waist and rolled her over onto her belly. Gawking down at the rounded perfection of her beautiful ass, he lifted it up into the air. Then, straddling her leg, he crawled up between her long legs and continued to lift her ass up until it was perfectly level with his jutting prick.

He start to drop his hands down to her ass, but Chrissy, head and shoulders resting on the couch, reached back with her own hands. Grabbing hold of her ass cheeks, she slowly spread them apart to reveal the delicate, pink star peeking out from between the perfect globes of smooth flesh.

"Slow and easy," she whined softly, pulling the cheeks of her ass apart as far as they would go.

"I will.just tell me." he whispered, leaning forward and maneuvering the tapered tip of his giant cock down onto the puckered opening of her asshole.

Wrapping his hands around the soft curve of her hips, he began to lean forward. He could feel her thrusting herself back against the invading monster as he pulled her back onto it at the same time. Watching, he could see the big purple head of his cock forcing the opening wider and wider as it tightly clutched at it. Deeper and deeper it sank down into the resistance of her anus until all at once, with an almost audible pop, her asshole collapsed down around the thick shaft of his peter just below the flared corona.

"Ouch," she cheeped, instinctively lurching forward before she could stop herself.

But the barbed head of his meaty harpoon was already imbedded inside the constricted ring of her anal sphincter and wasn't dislodged by her recoil.

"Sorry." he muttered, still leaning into her and easing more of his cock down into the fiery tightness of her ass.

"It's okay." she whimpered, pushing back against him again as he watched his big cock disappear into her ass.

He continued to feed his cock into her ass until at last, his belly bumped up against the rounded softness of her ass.

"Is it in?" she tearfully asked.

"All the way." he said softly, gently grinding his groin into her upturned ass.

"Slow.go slow.for a little bit," she begged him.

"I will.just tell me." he told her again, slowly backing his cock back down her rectum.

As he did, she dug her fingers out of her ass cheeks and they collapsed down around the thick shaft of his peter adding even more friction on his cock. With the patience of Job, Bobby slowly slid his throbbing prick in and out of the smothering tightness of her ass as she slowly pushed up onto her hands and knees. Balancing on her knees and one hand, she dug her other hand down between her legs to her empty cunt. Her fingers quickly found her quivering clit and began to mercilessly rub it.

"Faster.now.faster," she whimpered, humping herself back against him.

Bobby quickly obliged her, rocking back and forth faster and faster. Shock waves quivered through the rounded cheeks of her ass every time his groin slapped against her as he mercilessly fucked her ass. Her big tits were jerking back and forth under her as she thrust herself back against his pounding attack, taking his whole cock up into her ass on every stroke. With his hands curled around the curve of her hips, he jerked her back on him at the same moment he lunged forward, plunging his cock into her up to the hilt before she rocked away from him and then thrust back against him over and over again.

Amazingly for Chrissy, she found herself growing more and more excited as her brother pounded away at her ass. She had never had an anal orgasm, but the way she was feeling, that would soon be history as she drew closer and closer to another fiery upheaval.

"Close.close.soon!" Bobby huffed.

"Me.me.too.harder.harder!" Chrissy wheezed, rocking herself back and forth at a furious pace to match her brother's insistent attack.

As her fingers feverishly worked on her throbbing clit, she could feel Bobby's big balls slapping up against her lonely cunt. If only, she frantically thought. If only I had another cock in it too. That would be cat's meow.total heaven. Racing for the finish line, she was clawing, straining, thrusting herself at him as he plowed his cock in and out of the constricted tightness of her asshole.

"Fucckkkkkk.Chrissssyyyyy!" Bobby groaned out as he drove his cock into her ass as deep as it would go and held it there as it began to jerk and kick.

She could feel the hot juice spurting out of his cock onto the sensitive lining of her rectum and that triggered a massive upheaval of pleasure down deep inside her pussy and ass. She had never felt anything like it as her whole pelvis was bathed in an incandescent blast of pleasure so intense, it took her breath away.

"Bobby.Bobby.Bobby." she wept, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks as she pushed herself back against him as hard as she could.

His big prick continued to jump and spurt as it poured out a river of thick, steamy cum into her ass. It was spewing out so much of the sticky goo, she thought her rectum would burst when at last, it stopped shooting off inside her.

"Too much.too much cum." she murmured out as she felt him lean down over her and give her a soft, lingering kiss on the back.

"The best.best ever." he whispered, running his tongue over her sweat-drenched back.

"Yes.yes it was," they heard Becca say.

Turning, they looked up to find Becca, Josh and Helena smiling down at them.

For some strange, primal reason, they felt a little embarrassed knowing that their mother and grandparents had witnessed their performance.

"Uh.I.I."Bobby inanely mumbled, slowly easing his cock back out of Chrissy's ass.

As he did, Chrissy felt a gush of his expended semen pour out of her widely stretched asshole, dripping down in a long stream, running down her inner thigh all the way to her knee.

"Well, Bobby," Becca snickered, reaching out and running her fingers through his wet hair. "I hope you enjoyed your birthday presents.I know I did."