"Come on, Sherry, suck my dick. Come on, just a little bit? Please?" Randy begged, his swollen cock aching between his widespread legs.

"But I'm your little sister, Randy! How could you ask me to do such a thing?" Sherry replied, reaching out her loving hand and flicking her index finger over the exposed and shiny head of Randy's turgid cock, knocking off the droplet of clear man-cream that glistened there.

Randy was sitting on a big rock by the edge of a crystal spring in the middle of a dense forest. Birds chirped everywhere and a warm light filtered

through the leaves casting green and gold shadows on the pound. His lovely eighteen-year-old sister was kneeling before him, wearing only a negligee of the flimsiest material. Her beautiful pink tits were clearly visible through the gauzy pink garment. Her nest of light-brown cuntal hair could barely be seen between her curvaceous young legs as she kneeled in the short green grass at Randy's feet.

Randy spread his legs and let his big cock arch up between them, sticking out Through the opening of his briefs. His pants were in a pile with his shirt, shoes and socks by the edge of the spring. There was a strange excitement in the air, as if Randy were incredibly close to some goal he had been wanting to reach but which had always receded the moment he got close to it. His sister had never seemed lovelier to him, or more accessible.

"DO you really want me to suck that thing for you, Randy? Really?" she smiled, pouting slightly in a playful show of mild resistance. "I'm not sure I want to suck it. You are my brother after all, Randy!"

"You gotta suck it, Sherry! My goddamn balls are hurtin' somethin' awful! I gotta shoot off! Come on, Sherry, stick it far me. Huh?" he pleaded, his face twisted into a look of pain and suffering.