And then his tongue would move down, down toward her cunt. There were times when he was wetting down her pussy hairs, drawing his tongue toward the upturned bottom junction of her cuntlips. He made her raise her ass a little more.

"Nice, nice ass. Could fuck that butt just as easy as fuckin' your pussy. But I'm gonna save that for later. Gotta heat up that mother for you."

What was he talking about? Darlene shivered, feeling his tongue fucking even deeper up her ass until she blushed furiously at what was happening. She could feel his stubbly beard rubbing up against the spit-slicked inner curves of her asscheeks. And then Jeff pulled away, slapping her ass playfully with one hand. She could tell from the sounds of the scrambling behind her that her cousin was getting up. There was the sound of leather rubbing against material, and the girl ass ed he was puffing his belt off.

"Oh! What was that?" Darlene flinched, not daring to turn her head around. But something very cold and smooth had touched her lower back. Her flesh broke out into goosebumps while terror knifed into her brain.

"My belt, Darlene. It's my belt, and I'm gonna warm up your butt for my fuckin' cock."

"Oh no, oh no!"

But the hissing sound in the air above her head told Darlene that more was yet to come before her ultimate incestuous degradation.

CHAPTER TWO

"Eagghhghghhhh!"

Darlene's body jerked violently to the right as the black leather belt hissed across her ass flesh. It was as if someone had touched her with a live poker. The girl shrieked, her eyes bugging out while her nostrils flared. Nothing in her past had prepared her for this outrage, this awful pain.

Jeff raised one boated foot and jammed his toe into her asscrack. Darlene let out another groan, drawing her knees outward and trying to crawl away from the hot pain.