"She fair, that one; crazy I think, but fair. You be nice to her." Can I get something to eat?" I asked her, and she beckoned. I followed her down and... sat at a plain table in the shed-roofed kitchen and shared her cold meal and cider. We talked some, but I learned little so I retreated to the fancy bedroom and made myself comfortable, turning up a lamp when the light completely faded and reading the thick novel I found on the small table by the big bed. It was a romance of the worst sort filled. It was glistening with wetness and swollen. She told me to taste her juices which made my already hard cook, rock solid. I sucked her pussy lips and buried my tongue into her wet pussy. She tasted amazing. She then grabbed me and pulled me up on the bed and took off my jeans. She was happy to see that I don’t wear boxers and my cock spring forward. She laid me back on the bed and told me to lay with my head firmly on the pillow. She then climbed above me and lowered her soaking wet pussy on my. She squeezed them tightly, showing no mercy. This caused me to involuntarily throw my head back while letting out a few short, uncontrollable breaths and a barely audible “Oh God.” I wrapped my hand around my thick dick as she had asked. The tip of my thumb just reached the tip of my middle finger. The shaft of my huge rod had been ignored since we started, so the warmth of my own touch was a nice relief. She wasted no time in sucking my entire sack into her mouth as I nearly lost it. “I think. Sharleen kissed her back. Soon both girls started to cry all the while laughing as tears streamed over their beautiful faces.Soon Heather was digging each and every details of her cousin sister, Sharleen's relationship with her father.Sharleen gave vivid details of her father's handsome giant body including his foot long inhumanly thick cock. She described the pain of her first penetration filled with pleasure she could barely describe.They talked for two hours as every tryst between Sharleen.