The Fourth Of July Picnic

Taylor woke John in the morning with a rough shake.

"GET UP, you lazy bum", she said loudly.

"Huh?", he asked, his eyes still full of sleep.

"Get up and get ready, we have to be at mom's house in less than an hour!"

Damn, he had forgotten about the family reunion today. Taylor's family was coming together to celebrate the fourth of july.

"How about you give me a little incentive", John teased.

"What?", Taylor asked.

He removed the blankets and pointed at his large morning wood, with a wide grin on his face. He grabbed the back of her head and playfully pushed her face closer to his crotch.

"Oh please, you are such a horn dog!", Taylor said with frustration, "I just gave you some last night. You act like you are sex starved or something."

"Just one quick stroke into your mouth, just one. I promise this time", John bartered.

Her lips wrapped around his enormous cock, slowly taking in almost half of its length. Her mouth left his cock and she wiped her mouth.

"There. Happy?", she asked.

"It will do", he replied as he walked into the master bathroom and took his shower.

Taylor put on in a cute and flirty white dress that left her back and shoulders bare. It was short and ruffled, her tan legs ending in blue heels. A matching blue belt cinched her waist.

Nearly an hour later, they arrived at Taylor's mom's house. A few cars were already in the driveway. John salivated at the thought of seeing Taylor's sisters, wondering what he could get away with now that the previous day's events had transpired. His dick throbbed at the hopes of the fireworks not being the only bang this fourth of July.