She rode me faster, her brown hair swaying about her face.“Yes, yes, yes, big brother,” she moaned. “Oh, this feels amazing for me, too. You hav... such an amazing cock.”“You have such an amazing cunt, little sister,” I groaned, unable to think of anything else to say. It was so hard to concentrate on anything but the wet heat sliding up and down my dick. “Fucking ride me!”“Yee-haw,” she said, a huge grin on her lips. “Gonna ride my bronco so hard.”“Such a goofball,” I groaned, twisting her. Maybe if Idied it would kick me out of the game. I followed my nose to the carcassof the snapping turtle. It was ripe, stinky, disgusting. And my mouthwas watering as it had never watered before.Almost as wet as my cunt had been when I'd woken up.I put a hand on either shell and tugged. It popped like a morbid pi?ata.Meat. Ripe, fly covered meat. I tore at it with my hands, shoved theglistening off-white chunks into my mouth. Tasted blood and offal andfoul congealing brine. I wanted to wretch. I have to say, though, that I was surprised by her straightforward approach:"Tomorrow is Sunday and my Gardening Club meets here in the morning after church. I'd like you to help us if you don't mind, dearie." Sure, Grandma, I'd love to help out," I offered enthusiastically."That will be fine, darling. I'm sure the club members will be delighted to have you," she answered, with a sly grin on her face and a twinkle in her eye. "Now when you're finished eating, Grandpa will be thrilled to see. " She pulled the sheet down to her waist to reveal her bare breasts. They looked full, heavy, and her her nipples were perked up. "Get those clothes off", she said, so I stripped naked. As I did, she kicked the sheet off and I saw she was wearing a nylon panty-like item of lingerie which looked like a pair of shorts. The legs portion came down to her mid thighs, and a row of lace was at the bottom of each leg. The material looked shiny and soft even in the dim light. "Do you like my.