Jem gasped, his hands twining in Fallon’s hair and his buttocks tensing as he felt the first spurt of cum blast into her mouth. “Ah…ah…ah fuck, oh yes, fuck…yes!” he groaned as five more shots followed, leaving him shaking and breathless as his orgasm tore through him. Fallon greedily swallowed down as much of his load as she could, her blond head bobbing up and down as she continued to throat his thick cock as deeply as she could. Fallon loved deep-throating Jem, an art she had perfected since they were teenagers. Gradually coming to a stop, she buried her nose in Jem’s neat red pubic bush, savouring the scent of his sex – his wetness and the smell of his sweat overlaid with a tangy saltiness from the remains of his cum now dribbling from the corners of her stretched lips and soaking his smooth balls.

Smiling up at him, Fallon slowly eased back her head, instantly feeling the loss of his maleness from her mouth and throat, his still-hard shaft flopping back wetly onto his belly. The purple head of his cock with its foreskin pulled back contrasted with the fuzz of red hair on his chest and pubes. Fallon wiped a stray dribble of cum from the corner of her mouth slipping her finger between her lips and savouring the taste of Jem’s cum. She watched him breathing heavily, her bright blue eyes sparkling, as she reached slowly for his cock and sliding his foreskin up and down.

“You’d better have another shot in there for me baby,” she said mischievously. “Hell, yes,” he grinned, reaching for her slender hips as she straddled him. She rubbed her soaking wet crotch with its enticing strip of blonde hair up and down his hot pulsing shaft. Jem groaned “You’re gonna make me come again – stop it!” In answer, Fallon flipped up his cock and impaled herself slowly on it, easing her wet pussy down until their pubic hair mashed together. “Aww fuck…fuck… just fuck it!” she groaned as his thick prick filled her tight cunt completely.

Jem and Fallon had grown up together, the eldest of their families, they had been neighbours as far back as they could remember. Five years separated them both from their nearest siblings – Jem had twin younger siblings, his sister Amber and brother Zac were identical in every way down to their piercing green eyes, snub noses and short cut hair. They would often dress identically and unless they wanted you to, it was totally impossible to work out which twin was who. Fallon’s brother, Dean, was a firefighter. At 20 years old he was already hugely muscled with shock of blonde hair and intense blue-grey eyes that made girls’ pussies go damp just to look at him. Just turned 18, Dean’s sister Leila was a younger version of Fallon although with a curvier figure and fuller breasts.

At that moment however, Jem was mainly focussed the sensations caused by Fallon slowly riding up until barely the tip of Jem’s prick was enclosed in her vagina, only to slam herself back down on him mashing her mons against his pubic bone.