"Stick your finger in it," Sharon suggested.

Jimmy poked his middle finger at his sister's cunt. It brushed her clit.

"Ooooo, that felt good!" Sharon gurgled, her eyes almost closing as a sharp feeling of rapture flowed quickly through her. "That feels real good, Jimmy!"

His finger slipped easily between the lips of Sharon's cunt. Sharon whimpered softly, feeling her pussy parting, stretching around her brother's finger. She wiggled her little ass, sliding her cunt forward as he pressed.

"Golly, Sharon!" Jimmy gasped. "It's all wet and hot in there."

"Ooooh, I know!" his sister purred. "Poke it in and out of me, Jimmy!"

He moved his finger back and forth, watching it appear and disappear. The more he thrust, the more his sister wiggled and gurgled.

"Faster, Jimmy!" Sharon urged, her voice oddly deep and husky. "Do it faster! I like it fast!"

The head of his cock strained past his shorts. Her toes rested on it, but they weren't moving. Sharon was about to come, and she twisted her fine ass about frantically, leaning against the door of the car, her eyes squeezed shut tightly. She was panting heavily, twisting her ass about.

"Oooooh! Ahhhhh! Faster, Jimmy!"

But Jimmy had jerked his finger from her pussy and was sitting up quickly.

"Jimmy, don't stop now!"

"We're in town, Sharon," he said, covering the head of his cock.

They were puffing up alongside a grimy garage, [missing text].

CHAPTER TWO

The motel was cheap and clean. There were two double beds, a small desk, and two chairs. A color television was attached to the wall facing the beds. The bathroom was clean, with plenty of towels and soap. There was a small alcove, a dressing table with a sink and huge mirror, and a place to hang clothing with a shelf above for suitcases and other luggage.