"More, Ernie, MORE!" Jennie Mills cried out, hunching her wet cunt up over her brother-in-law's hand.

"Take it, Jennie, take it!"

"Yes, yesssss! Oh, shit, Ernie, put your whole fucking hand up my pussy!"

Ernie Mills shoved, and his cock throbbed as his hand did indeed disappear up into his brother's wife's big cunt. He twisted his arm until his wrist was against the hard knob of her clit. Then he balled his hand in her guts and began fist-fucking the shit out of her.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh fuck yesssss!"

"Come, baby, come!"

"I will… You know fucking well I will!"

Jennie Mills was a gorgeous figure of a woman. She was five feet eight inches tall and had a body that would make any movie star hide in shame. She was thirty-five years old, but she didn't look a day over twenty-five. She was one of those people who would always look ten years younger than they actually were.

Her tits were huge. She never wore a bra in her life. She didn't have to. Her muscle tone was such that her tits were always in the right place at the right time.

She had married Frank Mills sixteen years before, on her nineteenth birthday. Nine months later she had a daughter, Louise. On her twentieth birthday, Jennie fucked Ernie, her husband's brother, and she had been fucking him every chance she got ever since.

"Ohhhhh, Ernie," Jennie cried, "I love it when you fill my cunt like that! I love the way my juice runs when you bring your wrist against my clit like that!"

"You ready, baby? You want my cock now?"

"Yeah, honey, but eat me just a little first!"

Ernie pulled his fist from her big cunt. It made a loud popping sound and a gallon of her pussy juice came with it. He licked his hand, reveling in the taste and smell of her pussy, then dove between her thighs to get at the source.