"That's better," Betsy said. "We're both gonna need some of this big hard thing, and I just hope you can deliver, Cousin Nick!"

"I'll sure fuckin' try!" Nick panted, stretching his arm toward Becky, who still posed just out of reach of his questing fingers.

Becky wiggled her ass and slid her panties downward an inch or two at a time, Nick panted in anticipation, watching her charms come into view.

His cock throbbed in Betsy's possessive fist.

Becky opened her legs when her panties were down to her knees, and she reached up from beneath, opening the snug lips of her cunt. Nick was licking his lips, watching the pink interior wink open and shut before his delighted eyes.

She didn't have a lot of hair on her pussy, and the smooth crease of her cuntgash was a delight to his eyes. Nick was dreaming, wide-awake, about the pleasures of Becky's pussy when he felt something wet touch his cock. Looking down in shock, he realized that Betsy was licking his prick.

She was down on the floor of the truck now, using her elbows to keep his legs open, and her tongue slid lazily up and down the stiffness of his prick.

"Tastes sooo good!" she moaned. "But then, don't they all?"

"I wouldn't know," Nick said softly, lifting his ass a little and pushing his cock toward her tongue. He put one hand on her head and urged her down on him. "Would you do that again, please?"

Becky was still flouncing around, and Nick glanced over at her. She had her pussy pealed open, and her fingertip was sliding through the crack.

Nick gulped as he saw it ease into the mouth of her pink cunt. His own finger twitched responsively as he tried to imagine the heat, the wetness, the tightness of his delicious blonde cousin's little cunt. He heard Becky moan as she fingered herself more and more deeply, and Nick moaned too, feeling Betsy's tongue on the rigid length of his cock.