With one hand Billy jacked himself off, and with his other he slowly stroked my cock. “Shit,” he said softly, “I can’t even get my fuckin’ h...nd all the way around the god-damned thing.” His breath was coming faster, each puff of which I could feel between the fingers gripping my cock. In a night of unbelievable events, hearing my k**-brother, little Billy, swearing like a whore out by the docks, let alone about how big my cock was, well, I don’t know what came over me. Well, actually I do. I. I wasn’t afraid of her like I was the first few times we did it. I knew her now, knew the curves and bumps of her, knew the taste of her mouth and her vagina, knew the sounds she made when I entered her.Her face was older than I remembered, and should not have looked as attractive as it did; but it was the face of my lover, the face I looked at when I had orgasms and fun, the face of the woman who listened when I spoke, who laughed at my jokes, who came when I fucked her.She grabbed my hot cock. “Put your buckskins and moccasins on so we can see how they fit you. Willa made them, but if they need taking up, Willah is good with a needle and thread. She made these for me, as a matter of fact.”“Did she really? What will she say about you giving them to me?”“Let’s see ... first, she will laugh. Then she will hug my neck, then she will tell me she loves me.”“Just because you gave me these buckskins she made for you?”“Ty, our daughter is falling in love with you, if you haven’t noticed that. "I was only watching for a few moments. You're just so beautiful, Summer, I couldn't resist." Nuzzling his face in her hair, he grinned, "You're also very wet." Yes, I am, and you're very hard ... and very big ... and very horny," she whispered. Pushing her ass back against the head of his cock, she noted with satisfaction that more than half of his large weapon protruded above her clenched fist as she continued to stroke his shaft up and down her moistening crevice."Maybe that's because we.