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Alan and Suzanne were shocked into temporarily losing their rhythm when they heard a voice across the room ask, "Who's Daisy?"

The two of them turned to Alan's door.

Amy was standing in the doorway, dressed in an imitation ofwhat Suzanne was wearing, in nothing but cut-off jeans and a whiteT-shirt. Like Suzanne, the shirt was wet. However, she'd gone furtherand wet the rest of her body too, except for her head and hair. Herhands were clasped behind her head and she leaned way forward to furtheremphasize her ample chest.

Amy had the usual big Amy smile on her face while her eyeslit up even more than usual. She said in a convincing Southern drawl ofher own, "Well, howdy ho, you two! How ya doin'?" She walked into theroom and closed the door behind her.

Alan felt his erection throb in Suzanne's tight channel. "Oh God! Have mercy! Seriously!"

Suzanne looked a bit stunned. She was so surprised that sheeven stopped grinding her hips and working her internal muscles.Clearly, she hadn't expected this arrival, especially since Amy and theothers were technically banned from Alan's room. But she laughedgood-naturedly and welcomed Amy in with a wave of her arm.

Alan said to Amy, "Hey, Aims. Come on in. You've never metDaisy? She's your mom's sort of alternate persona. Kind of an incestuousSouthern white trash kind of thing."He was panting a bit, and trying to make use of Suzanne'spause to get his second wind. However, he was having a hard time of it.Amy looked so fuckable with her slicked up skin and wet T-shirt that hewas seriously tempted to pull out of Suzanne to plunge into Amy instead.

Amy said defensively in her Southern accent. "'Aims'? What'sthat? And there ain't nuthin' wrong with incest where I come from. Infact, you gotta do it. It's the law! Not only that, mister, but who youcallin' white trash, anyhow? Why, you got me so mad I might not evenenjoy fuckin' you that much. Well, not the first couple of times,leastwise."

Suzanne laughed and grinned. She could see where Amy wasgoing with this and approved. She and Alan had momentarily stopped theirfucking, but Suzanne picked herself up and slammed back down on herson's dick with a lusty groan, and then resumed her grinding.

Alan, already on such an erotic high that he couldpractically see stars, was in no shape to try any accent. But he wastrying to at least play along. He asked, distractedly, "Do you two, ugh!Uh, know each other?"

Amy replied, "Know each other? Why, Daisy here is my Ma! Andmy sister too, and technically my cousin too, now that I think about it.Our family tree is all tangle-y. I didn't recognize her face none atfirst; I reckon that's 'cos I'm not used to seein' it without a big dickin the middle of it, gettin' all slurped up." She sat down on the bednext to Suzanne and nudged her a little bit. "Aren't you gonna introduceme to your new friend?"

Suzanne laughed and said to her daughter. "I didn't recognizeyou none neither, not without no cum drippin' down your face. Why,you're clean all over instead of drippin' with cum from head to toe!What's the matter? Didn't they learn you nuthin' at school today? Oh,but dearie me! Where's my manners? This is my daughter, Doris Duke.Doris, meet Mr. Big Cock."

He held out his hand so Amy could shake it. "The name's Alan, actually. Pleased to meet you."

Amy looked at his outstretched hand with feigned puzzlement."What's he tryin' to do there, Daisy? Is that somethin' them damnYankees do up north? Don't he know how us Duke women greet strange menand say 'Howdy'?" She grinned at Suzanne like the cat that ate thecanary.

Suzanne stopped and thought about that for a few moments andthen groaned in disappointment. In her normal voice, she whispered atAmy, but loud enough for Alan to hear, "You really have some cheektoday, Honey Pie. You're supposed to stay in the basement and just watchon video with the others. But I'll admit, you got me this time." Shepulled up and completely off Alan's prick and stood back, shaking herhead at her stacked daughter in amazement and frustration.

Amy, always eager to shed her clothes, quickly got rid of herthin shirt. Then she managed to remove her cut-off jeans, but it was adifficult task since they were on so tightly. The process of removingthem involved a lot of squirming and wiggling as Amy stood directly overAlan's erection. Her tits swung wildly, occasionally crashing into eachother.

Alan felt like he was dying of anticipation, but on the otherhand, the view of Amy's ass slowly coming into view was nearly as goodas any sex act. Shit! I'm so fuckin' lucky that it's not even funny! She's gonna sit on my cock!lights

Amy finally took Suzanne's place, settling down on top ofAlan's stiffness with a happy sigh. "This is what we do instead ofshakin' hands, Mr. Big Cock. Good ol' Southern hospitality."

Alan gasped and his eyes actually crossed as he felt Amy'sincredibly tight and silky smooth pussy reluctantly stretch widelyaround him. Then he held his gasp because the feelings just got betterand better as her pussy slid wetly down around his straining shaft withagonizing slowness.

His second sister didn't have her mother's amazingly talentedinternal muscle control, but then again, she didn't need it. She was sonaturally tight that any extra squeezing on top of the way her pussywas built might prove to be more painful than pleasurable. No one elsehe'd tried could hold a candle to her for tightness, either in front orin back.magic

Suzanne watched Alan and Amy fuck for a couple of minutes.Amy was quite a screamer during vaginal sex and she was rapidly workingher way up in volume. Suzanne was more than a bit miffed by theinterruption of her pleasure, and her pussy was none too pleased. Shestood impatiently with folded arms for a minute or two then dropped onehand down to her clit.

She thought, I'm so hot and bothered that if I don't getsomething in me like two minutes ago already, my pussy is going to burstinto flames! Damn that girl! But still, she figured she shouldreward Amy a little bit for her cleverness, not to mention her boldness.The Plummer females were always working to keep Alan constantlyaroused, and this was just the kind of initiative they needed.

Amy, though, knew that she was pushing her luck. Gettingbetween Alan's penis and Suzanne's pussy was like getting between amother grizzly bear and her cub. Also, she could tell that Alan wasabout to cum at any moment, and if he did, Suzanne would be even morepeeved at her intrusion. So, after just a couple minutes of very vocalriding, she got off. "Thanks, Ma!" she said, still with an accent. "Thisone's a keeper!"

Now it was Suzanne's turn to both surprise and test Amy.Still standing there, looking annoyed, she said, "Doris, ain't youforgettin' somethin'?"

"What, Ma?"

"Aren't you going to thank Mr. Big Cock here for him letting you fuck him?"

Alan was so overcome that he let out a small whimper. He wassqueezing his PC muscle for dear life, but had no energy left foranything else.

Amy said while suppressing a giggle, "Oh. Right! Forgive me,sir, for forgettin' my manners." She dropped to her knees and tookAlan's hard erection into her mouth. She began sucking like a vacuumwhile nearly taking it to the base. Repeatedly. She'd been practicingher deep throating skills, although she still hadn't conquered her gagreflex problem.

Suzanne was having fun again, now that she knew she wasn'tgoing to have to watch Alan and Amy fuck until they both came. She saidin her Southern drawl, "The way I figger, a friendly 'Howdy, neighbor'is lot friendlier with a little cocksuckin'. Don't ya think?"

Alan was so overcome by pleasure that he didn't know whichway was up. He was sweating like a pig and felt completely drained. Theonly reason he hadn't cum yet was that he was still straining his PCmuscle with all his might, just to see what these two might come up withnext.

Suzanne let out an exaggerated sigh of relief. "That'sbetter. I'll tell ya, kids today. They ain't got no manners. Why, halfher classes have cocksuckin' in the title and still she forgets thebasic cocksuckin' rule."

Alan somehow managed to croak out, "Wha- what's that?"

"'If a cock ain't bein' fucked, make sure it's bein' sucked.'Is that so hard to remember? It even rhymes. Why, they spend hundredsand hundreds of hours at school just practicin' that one rule, and shestill just plumb forgets it sometimes. When she walks right past anyuntended cock, much less one so big and throbbin' like this here stiffy,she's disrespectin' the whole Duke clan. For shame!"

Suzanne dropped between Alan's knees, alongside her daughter.Amy made room for her and she began licking the topmost sensitive partsof Alan's boner along with her daughter. As she licked, she complained,"I blame the gub'mint. Look what they done to her, makin' her come andgo to school wearin' them clothin' thingies. Why, technically she'ssupposed to sit in a chair all day, though luckily the teacher don'tmake her suffer like that."

"No?" Alan asked. He could barely breathe, but he was curious to hear more, so he gasped, "What's he make you do? Uh, Doris?"

Amy stopped licking the sensitive underside of her brother'scock momentarily so she could talk with her drawl. "Why, he's got me inthe front of the class givin' me his personal attention. He just lovespersonally practicin' that one rule Ma was talkin' about. I's eitherfuckin', suckin', titfuckin', or gettin' rammed up the ass - that's myfavorite, by the way - nearly every cotton pickin' minute of the wholedamn day! He says us Duke girls are the best fuckers in the class. Youshould see the way them McCoy girls get jealous, almost always havin' tosettle for tiny boy cock in most classes."

Suzanne added proudly, "That's my sister! She gets the mostprized 'seat' in the whole class: underneath the teacher's desk, orsprawled spread-eagled on top of it."

"Sister?" Alan asked between grimacing teeth. "I thought she's your daughter."

"She's both, naturally, jus' like she said before. Ain't younever been 'round where we live before? You know, Pappy breeds all hisdaughters personally. Why, when one of his daughters is at that mostfertile time of the month, he'll hardly let anyone else fuck her, atleast not outside of family. Isn't that how folks do it up in Yankeecountry, too?"

Alan groaned loudly. "Ugh! Stop it, you two! I'm getting tooturned on!" He was straining with all his might because he wanted thegreat time to never end. He thought, I've never seen Amy act moreSuzanne-like. She's channeling Suzanne's Daisy Duke persona so uncannilythat it's like they're operating with a shared hive-mind or something.

A particularly strong surge of desire washed through him,causing him to yell, "Please, at least a break! Have mercy! I'm dyinghere!"

Suzanne looked at Amy from mere inches away. Their tonguesmet up at the head of Alan's erection, and the tips of their tonguesdueled with each other outside of their mouths for a few moments. Eventhough Alan wasn't being stimulated directly for a moment, the sound ofmother and daughter moaning in ecstasy more than made up for the lack oftheir touching him.