He screwed my mouth as if it were my cunt, and I loved it, using my tongue and lips and cheeks to fondle his tool while he pronged my throat. Uncle Roy was moving faster than I was accustomed to, but it was a speed I was learning to love. The come-frenzy was on him, and down between my bare legs I could feel my snatch getting red-hot, too. If he'd touched the lips of my pussy right then, I'd have screamed and exploded, but in our positions he couldn't reach my cunt, and so I had to do it for myself.

Or at least I started to; I moved a hand downward to begin diddling myself, but before I could get there, stars went off inside my brain and ripples of delight shuddered in my pussy. I moaned out my come, the cries muffled and deadened by the size of the fuck-stick that clogged my mouth, and when I did touch my cunt, I found it dripping with juice. The twat-lips were slick and wet and my finger jabbed between them, stabbing deep inside my hole like a tiny, thin cock.

Uncle Roy must have felt the change in my body as I climaxed. Certainly he was aware of the slobbering cries I whimpered around his pulsing cock. I heard him grunt, as though from very far away, and suddenly just the tip of his cock was inside my lips, where I sucked it like a fifty-dollar whore.

I opened my eyes and saw that he'd grabbed the exposed part of his rod with his big fist. His hand began to jerk up and down, bumping my mouth every time it came up, as he shucked toward a come of his own. I could feel his dick swelling and hardening even more insistently, and my tongue rolled and fluttered on the portion of his tool trapped in my mouth.

And then the blossoming of his cock-head, the enormous ballooning and shuddering told me that he was coming, too. I closed my eyes and opened my throat, ready for anything he could give me.

His wad came in tremendous spurts, thick and tasty, boiling out of his dick and into my mouth. Big gobs, hot gobs, flavored salty-sweet and slightly metallic, Uncle Roy's jism flooded me. My cheeks puffed out, suddenly full of his cum, and the sticky sperm rolled in my mouth like an ocean wave. I held his cock-head desperately, locking my teeth behind the knob, taking each fresh spurt of his fuck-juice.