With a savage thrust of his arm, Clark threw his half-eaten hamburger at the trash can. Jerry Shipley's spoiled rich-brat face was supposed to be kidding while he exaggeratedly ogled Tannsy's breasts but the dirty old man drool was too obvious and he couldn't hide it all. Stupid idea letting Cissie talk him into the super-daring topless swim party for Tannsy's birthday in the first place, even if it was in their own back yard.
He threw a tight-lipped look Cissie's neat bare back still at the electronic barbecue grill with quiet little Pete Fleming, and threw himself into the water for three, then five, and then seven furious laps across the regulation Olympic-size swimming pool. Exhausting himself, he stayed in the pool, treading water, thinking about getting off by himself someplace away from the whole sex-mad mob of them. Tannsy didn't have to enjoy it all that much even if she hadn't been letting Jerry touch them.
A shadow fell across the water and two rows of female toes curled over the edge of the high diving board directly above him. The prominent cunt slit in the tight white bikini bottoms could be anybody's, but the exuberant thrust of that particular pair of bare, pear-shaped tits, hard and full and no sag against the background of bright blue sky, could belong to nobody but Virginia Compton.
Virginia posed her tits for everybody to admire for a moment, then bounced high on the board and arched into a beautifully perfect swan dive that emphasized the thrusting breasts all the way down to the water. She did a complete fishtail the instant the small dimple of surface water closed over her dive, her streaking body blundering like blindly into the front of Clark's legs. She crawled up his body hand over hand, a little careless, sometimes, where her hands might grip.
"Hey-y, superstar!" she said, as if surprised at meeting him, of all people, in a swimming pool. She arched her breasts again but this time for Clark's private view almost against his chest.
"Hel-lo, mermaid," Clark said lightly, throwing another glare past her shoulder towards the table from which Tannsy and that son-of-a-bitch "best friend" of his had so suddenly disappeared.
Virginia snapped her head to follow Clark's face but she saw nobody she didn't know well enough to know she wasn't the one. She paddled herself up against Clark, subtly grazing her breast tips across his bare chest, looking up into his face with the sneaky-dirty little kid leer that had already begun to turn him off even before Tannsy. "I-I can still remember when touching you like that was enough to send you sneaking me off to the nearest dark corner, can't you-u?" Virginia said petulantly. An angry look flashed across her pretty face as she saw that coy-making wasn't cutting it, either. "You s-sonof-a-bitch," she hissed, viciously twisting one of the nipples on Clark's chest, "I throw myself at you like some common slut and you s-still turn me down. I wish to hell I knew who it was got you so pussy-whipped, I'd punch her out but good."
Small Tannsy was suddenly there beside them. And then like in between them. Holding to Clark's shoulders with both hands with her toes gripping firmly on this thighs, she humped her firm little fanny like by accident into Virginia Compton's gut. Virginia came on with an unladylike "Oomph!"
"Oh-h, Gin-n, I'm so-o sorry," Tannsy said, sweet contrition cutting off her girlish, squealing laughter.
Virginia glared at her and then turned the glare back to Clark. She turned in a sudden huff and swam away.
"Whew!" Tannsy grinned in an intimate whisper. "Thought I'd lost you that time."
"Aah, she's all right, honey. She just doesn't know how to stop trying on something she can't have."
"…. Okay. Hey, how 'bout my special birthday present."
"Right now??" Clark pointedly rolled his eyes around the howling mob in the pool.
"Well-l, I hadn't especially thought about doing it right out here in front of them or anything, but if we don't go in pretty soon-n, you just might ha-ave to."
Tannsy's eyes grinned at Clark's sudden sneaky glance to see if anybody was near them. "We do have to get an early start today, you know," she went on. "After all, you have to do it to me seventeen-no, we have to do it eighteen times, don't we. One for each year and once to grow on?"
"G-get outa here, you dumb little shit," Clark laughed.
"Hey-y, glad you see it my way at last. Three minutes head start be enough, you think?" With a saucy little grab at Clark's middle, Tannsy pushed away from him. "Come to think of it, maybe you'd better stay in the water a little longer than that, hey," she sniffed over her shoulder. "You let all tha-at hang out, you in a heap a'trouble around here."
Intensely irritated when he couldn't find Cissie to take his place in hosting Tannsy's party, Clark cut out anyway. He eased himself through the well-oiled door of the garage apartment, holding the lock knob to ease the bolt into place instead of letting it snap, in case anybody should be in any of the cars in the garage.
Tannsy had already tossed aside her green bikini bottom. She was lying on the bed with her head turned sideways watching Wide World of Sports, her proud young breasts swelling toward the ceiling like two exact halves of the same white velvet grapefruit. Her legs dangled over the edge of the bed, comfortably spread. The soft shiny golden-auburn honey curls centering the white triangle of skin above her sturdy brown legs gleamed like a welcome mat, the superwhite little cavity below her cunt waiting like Allstate's cupped hands to cuddle his nuts.
Clark nudged Tannsy's legs apart, grinning widely as her jerk of surprise attested to his success in silence. Instead of slipping his hardrock cock into her tiny pink cunt, he slid it down along the moist cleft of her behind and laid forward atop Tannsy, wriggling his own ass a little to spread the lobes of her cunt and let the base of his cock touch her clitoris.
"Oh yes, honey, that's go-od," Tannsy murmured, slipping her arms around him. "I wasn't wanting to do it as much as I wanted to be do-ing it with you. Does that make sense? Like it was real great being at the party but even better to come home and he alone together?"
"Makes beautiful sense."
"Good. let's just lay like this a while then, okay?"
"N-n-if we're going to lay like this you'd better let me get on the bottom so I don't squash you too long."
"I l-like feeling you squashing me, you big dummy. Why do you still always think I'm too small for something?"
"Hey-y, I don't think you're too small for anything anymore. It's just I like to feel you on top of me-e once in a while, too."
"Oh-h, well in that case." Tannsy grinned, nudging Clark to roll. Almost immediately after her warm legs closed on his long prong she began fidgeting. "It's not the same," she fretted. "When I-I'm on top it has to be in-n."
"The end of it does feel kinda cold out there behind you."
Tannsy hunched her behind high enough to capture Big Pee-pee between their bellies and then inched up Clark's body until the end of his dick just started to edge over her pelvic ridge. She tilted herself back, then, and captured it with the dimple of her cunt, wriggling her hips until the big knob popped in. She sniffed her smug little grin of triumph and wormed backwards until their bellies met hair to hair. She slipped her arms through Clark's armpits and laid her cheek on his chest. And stayed that way for almost ten seconds before she again raised her face to her brother's.
"Hey, were you mad at me cutting Virginia out right in front of everybody like that?" she asked.
"N-no, of course not, honey, but Cissie's whole idea of the topless party was to get you turned on to somebody else in the first place."
"Oh, I knew that, you big dummy."
"Yeah, and I knew you'd know right off. I thought there for a while it had worked, though, you know?"
"With Jerry, you mean?? My God, honey, I figured everybody else would think I was turning on to him but I never thought you-u would believe it."
"Well… I suppose I'm supposed to be sorry it didn't work out but I'm not."
"Aw, honey, you're so goddam sweet sometimes." Tannsy kissed her brother. She giggled suddenly. "Kinda backfired on our super-sexy sister, though, didn't it. You see her cutting out with Pete after he was standing there watching her boobs jiggle all that time?"
"No-o, I wondered where she went. Pete!! Shit, Pete Fleming's never going to be able to satisfy her-r."
"No, but she likes to do it with him once in a while because he always wants her to so bad and never dares to say so. And I saw Virginia and Jerry sneaking upstairs when I was coming through the house, too, so they'll swap around. She'll be okay. -Am I being selfish if I say I'm glad?"
"'Course. So am I."
"I mean like it was nice us three together on her birthday like she wanted, but today I wanted it just you and me alone, you know?"
"For what?" Clark asked superinnocently.
"To f-fuck, you dumb shit. Hey, let's get in TV watching now, okay? All of a sudden it ain't in-n far enough. All that air between us?"
Clark released Tannsy with an indolent chuckle, both their stomachs tightening with the suction of his cock coming out of her cunt. The lazy husband, he lay and watched Tannsy's lithe little wife-body as she bustled around plonking and arranging pillows. Finished with her maneuverings, Superbrain Sister had her brother lying half on one hip with his back and neck twisted to one pillow to see the television screen. She was lying at right angles to him with her back propped against a second pillow and both legs over Clark's raised hip. Her warm behind was snugged firmly into his groin and Clark's super-stiff cock stabbed through the puffy lobes of her cunt as deep as it would go in her hot little body.
They were both half asleep when a super-cultured snicker flitted across the room from the kitchen doorway.
Clark and Tannsy came apart like a fragmentation bomb in a vacuum tank, his stiff cock coming out of her tight cunt with a thowk that resounded like a shotgun blast in the sudden dead silence. "Elaine!" Tannsy gasped. "Miz Compton."
"Yes-s," Mrs. Compton said in perfectly modulated tones, her cool eyes running Clark's cock from the black mat of wet coils in his crotch to the bulging red knob waving high on the end and glistening with his sister's slippery cunt juice. "What a beautiful arrangement for watching television."
Oh man, was Clark's first thought. There wouldn't be any raping of this one to get her involved. She'd love it.
Mrs. Compton's eyes flicked from Clark's suddenly dead cock to Tannsy's compact little body and then she walked-strolled-to the big rocker. Her tall willowy body moved with the same fluid grace Karen Somers' did when her mind was all sexed up and yet there was an odd clumsiness about her, too, as if her knees suddenly wouldn't hold her.
Tannsy scrambled to a sitting position on the edge of the bed beside her brother, together to take on the world.
"I wasn't really spying on you children," Mrs. Compton drawled. "I stopped for a word with my daughter and when I didn't find her at the swimming pool I fully expected to find her in here with you, Clark. You two really should learn to lock doors if you're going to engage in… such close family relationships.
Tannsy shot a look at Clark. "A-gain-n??" she wailed.
"I d-did!" Clark protested. "I stopped on purpose to lock it."
"You must surely have had your mind on something else, Clark. Understandably, of course. I knocked and, assuming you too busy to hear but being in rather a hurry, walked on in. And, goodness, with all those people out there on the lawn and everywhere, some of whom must surely be looking for places to hide by this time."
"The back door," Tannsy groaned. "We forgot the back door."
"I do have to admit you make a beautiful little couple, but I must also say I don't exactly know what to do in these particular circumstances."
Clark shot a startled glance at Mrs. Compton's face. She seemed cool and amused, still, but that cultured speech of hers always got super-cultured when she was beginning to turn on. Just before it always broke down completely to a sexy bawdiness that turned on everybody around her. The thought struck him, suddenly, that while Tannsy knew he was getting it while she was away, she had never actually seen him get it on with anybody. Maybe that's what it would take.
"Why do anything about it?" he said with a calm boldness he himself didn't believe. "Why not join us?" He felt Tannsy give a surprised start beside him and quickly nudged her with his knee to keep quiet.
"Oh, I couldn't, thank you, Clark. I… have tennis."
"Aw, you can play tennis any time. It's too hot to play tennis anyway." Clark tried not to hold his breath too obviously. He had never heard of Mrs. Compton doing it with anybody in front of witnesses. She was an absolute freak on protecting her husband's career. But her eyes did flick involuntarily over his naked body again. And then Tannsy's.
Elaine Compton was exactly the same age as his own beautiful mother, almost to the day, but, like his own beautiful mother, she kept her firm body firm and her gorgeous ass gorgeous by ritualistic exercise, not by rubberized thread.
Also like his own beautiful mother, Mrs. Compton could get away with wearing the abbreviated sports clothes their daughters wore. Even as Clark watched, she nervously uncrossed her beautiful suntanned legs to cross them the other way. Her short short tennis skirt belled up her smoothly muscled thighs, showing a flash of pastel green panties and a super-white sliver of creamy crotch meat he wasn't supposed to see way back there in the dusky shadows between her legs. He felt a stirring in his prick and it hadn't even been her cunt he had seen. Yes-s, this was one sexy sexpot outsider he could surely get it up for, even in front of Tannsy.
"It seems such an imposition. -You really want me to stay? It's no good if we're not all-l willing, you know."
"Of course I want you to stay-we want you to stay."
Mrs. Compton leaped from the chair, suddenly with it all the way. "Okay," she chirped, "but first let me lock that back door. I-I can't take your-r kind of chances."
"What the hell you doing!" Tannsy hissed as Mrs. Compton skipped happily from the room.
"We've got to get her into it just like we did Cissie, dummy. So she can't ever let it slip to Mother."
"She-e would never tell M-Mama!"
"Not on purpose, no, but we can't take the chance on her ever forgetting hersel-"
Mrs. Compton was back. But apprehensive again. "Clark," she said nervously, "I've never been involved in-I've never done anything other than with one male and one female. How does one… go about it with two girls and one boy?"
Oh hey-y! He had never meant for Tann-zie to get mixed up with another wom-man. "I- didn't think of all three of us doing it," he stammered. "I just thought-you know, like watching TV for a while. Like you could lie here between us and watch TV for a while."
"Like a mother and her children, you mean," Mrs. Compton said, her eyes again involuntarily sweeping Tannsy's sweet young body.
"Hey-y, the day you're like anybody's mother…
"Well… I'm relieved we're not to have an orgy-I guess-but if I'm to be one of you, you'd both better stop it with the polite Missus Compton, don't you think? Let me be Elaine like one of you."
"Not unless you take your clothes off first and get naked like one of us," Clark said firmly.
"Oh my, you always were such a tease." Elaine grinned with him and her long slender fingers went instantly to the buttons of her expensively flimsy blouse. Clark's breath caught in his throat as she thrust her breasts forward in reaching behind herself for the catch on the net-type brassiere that hadn't hidden anything in the first place. The wrap-around tennis skirt was gone with nothing more than a snap and then Elaine offered a breath-taking sideways view of jiggling woman-cheeks as she stepped daintily out of her panties one leg at a time. Two quick dance-like steps that shook the light tennis shoes from her feet and one wild shake of her head that shook the sleekly coifed hairdo into a sexy silver-blonde mop, and Mrs. Compton was truly one of them. She stood for a moment, spreading her arms like a statue of love and thrusting her beautiful bold breasts forward, inviting the young people to look. The gentle swell of her stomach only emphasized the soft puffiness under the blonde muff of cunt hair that was maybe a bit darker than Virginia's but was certainly just as exciting. The secret smile in Elaine's eyes told how long she expected them just to lie and watch television.
Tannsy, too, was staring in fascination as Elaine's lush body came step by step into view. A muscle worked faintly in the side of her neck as she swallowed. Her eyes went back up to the big beautiful bobbling breasts and Clark felt her shoulders shrink as she tried to minimize her own hard young breasts that, at best, no matter how sharply she shook her shoulders, would do no more than quiver. Quickly he put his arm around her, possessively patting her opposite hip.
"Yes, honey," Elaine said with a strange gentleness Clark had never seen her use with anybody before, "you mustn't be ashamed of that pretty little body. It's almost identical to your mother's at seventeen and look how beautiful she is now." Her own breasts were already in full erection as she tumbled over Clark to nestle between him and Tannsy, folding her arms comfortably across her stomach.
With no time-wasting preliminaries, Clark rolled toward Elaine and slipped his hand automatically to one of her firm bold breasts. Across her body, he saw Tannsy's eyes glued in fascination as his thumb and fingers picked at the stiffened nipple, her own hand tightening spastically on her leg. Her hand moved suddenly, stopped, and then darted up to cup itself to the firm bold breast on her side of Elaine's body. Elaine sounded like somebody had rammed a hand down her throat.
Clark bent his head to Elaine's breast, rolling his hard hard prick against her soft soft hip, hooking his leg over hers to spread it and let his hand slide into her cunt. Tannsy's head bent to Elaine's other breast. Tannsy's leg hooked Elaine's while she scrubbed her own soft cunt on the other soft hip. Tannsy's tiny hand slipped down to join his in Elaine's cunt. Quickly her two fingers picked up the rhythm of Clark's two fingers as, together, they began fucking Elaine with a four-finger prick. In spite of his own numbing turn-on, Clark noticed Tannsy was no longer reluctant about anything.
Clark again bent his head to Elaine's breast, Tannsy's fragrant goldenauburn hair stirring sensuously in front of his face as her soft mouth continued to suck feverishly at the straining nipple of her side of the body. His thumb found the throb of Elaine's clitoris. It was almost as large as her daughter's. But so much more sensitive.
With the first touch of his thumb, a groaning gasp escaped from Elaine and her hips rolled wildly upwards. The jarring movement tore the fingers from her cunt. Elaine's own hands shot down to her middle, one to grab at each hand and stuff them back into her cunt, adding fingers of her own to the four-fingered prick. Her cunt blurted and blurted and blurted and finally Elaine flopped loose on the bed, a limp sack of the second sexiest woman he had ever known.
Clark shot a look of surprise at Elaine's sweat-drenched face and was even more surprised to see that it was all too real. Man-n, he had never heard of anybody cooling this one that fast. He almost lost his sanity completely as he noticed that Tannsy, too, had flopped to her back and one of her limp hands was still in her cunt.
Elaine came back with her usual rapid recovery rate. "My G-God," she whispered. She raised herself to one elbow, and it was Tannsy's soft mouth her searching lips went after. Her hand crept to Tannsy's hard young breasts, her agile fingers caressing the rioting little tips just as Tannsy's had caressed hers a few minutes earlier. Her body hunched to bring her head down to those hard young breasts, her big soft ass humping Clark and almost knocking him from the bed. Clark got up to sit in the rocker, his oakwood cock staring at the ceiling but he never noticing that minor detail as his eyes stared at two women making it together for the first time in his life.
Elaine's long tender fingers had already found Tannsy's writhing cunt but that cunt was too tiny to take all the fingers her cunt had taken. Her mouth had already left Tannsy's taut-swollen breasts to go caressing down her squirming little body. Barely touching into the golden-auburn powder puff at the top of Tannsy's legs, the silver-blonde head seemed to pause a bit as if both were hesitant about making this last, total, commitment. Then Tannsy's legs spread in an invitation she didn't even realize she was making and the silver-blonde head went darting on downwards. Elaine nibbled tentatively at the soft inside skin of Tannsy's trembling thighs for a moment and then worked up the final courage to nurse up into the widespread cunt.
Tannsy's body jerked like with a great huge cramp. Her hands tumbled blindly down to caress the head between her legs as she did when Clark's own face was down there. Then they drew back in total confusion when all they met with was a soft arm and shoulder that were in the way.
Impatient with her own awkwardness, Elaine humped her long sleek body around until she was lying straight between Tannsy's widespread legs. Impatient again when she found she had to bend her neck so excessively, she suddenly pulled away from Tannsy completely, rising to her knees and grabbing at both of Tannsy's ankles. Tugging the tiny body around with her like a mama cat, she scuttled to the edge of the bed. Dropping to her knees on the floor, she again buried her face in Tannsy's cunt, this time from a position where she could easily run her hands up the glowing skin of Tannsy's smooth hips and still mouth at everything between the flailing thighs.
Tannsy's breath was coming on in long deep voluptuous swells like when she was getting some good fucking. Her head twisted loosely back and forth on the bed. The sexily mussed golden-auburn tangle stopped right in the middle of a lash all of a sudden and the flushed little face snapped back towards Clark, the green saucer eyes popping completely open and zeroing in on Clark's mammoth wooden cock. Visibly gathering all the muscles in her tiny body, she did a sudden backwards somersault, pulling her satin slippery hips out of Elaine's unsuspecting grip, the afternoon sunlight flashing for an instant of lustrous silver-tipped beauty on her golden-auburn cunt cover.
Elaine was left kneeling in a momentary tableau with parted but empty arms and a blank look of surprise on her juice shiny face. "Let me finish," she wailed. "I almost had it."
"After, you can," Tannsy promised over her shoulder. "Let me do it with Clarkie first, okay? You and me both had one and he didn't and look at him, he's miserable. Besides, it'll really flip him out to do it to me in front of somebody outside-"
Again there was that sudden hush in the room as after the first jarring discovery as Tannsy tried to swallow her booboo.
"…. Why you horny little bastard, Clark," Elaine finally said. "I should have known that if you were making it with one of your sexy little sisters you'd be getting into the other as well. Tannsy, it does appear that we have again shocked the spine out of that sensitive creature in Clark's middle. I'll have to suck it up for you before you can fuck him."
"Hey-y, n-no!" Tannsy cried, grabbing Elaine's arm and darting ahead of her. "We don't let anyone do tha-at around here but me-e, hey, Clarkie?"
She dropped to her knees between Clark's legs, flashing her sniffy little smile up to his face. By the time she got her head bent, his cock was already in straining full bloom for her. Tannsy took it tenderly into her mouth anyway.
She teased around the head of it a little, working some spit down the shaft so there would be no uncomfortable friction. Her huge green eyes glinting the knowing smile up to her brother's face, Tannsy began working her own face in neck-wobbling circles, holding just the head in her mouth. Then she started down, gradually tucking her head back into the little sword swallower's trick she had taught herself. Her hands slipping under the cheeks of her brother's ass for leverage, her mouth went down and down and down on the big spit-wetted cock, looking like she would never stop and stopping only when the huge curving pole was completely buried in her throat. Her green eyes again twinkling her precocious grin, she tilted her face sideways so Elaine could see her lips nipping at the hairs around the base of Clark's huge cock and her cool little nose touching his lower stomach.
"My w-word, Tannsy!" Elaine gasped. "How in the w-world do you ever do that!!"
"Lots of practice," Tannsy grinned, then quickly glopped her mouth onto her brother's prick again before Elaine should want to try it.
Elaine couldn't stand being left out of it. With her own sudden grin, she stepped behind Tannsy to squat lewdly over her rear end. Thrusting her hands to Tannsy's hard young breasts below, she teased her blonde patch of crisp tickly cunt hair into the crease of Tannsy's soft round ass.
The very dirtiness of what she had intended as an erotic joke turned Elaine's ultra-refined lady face lust-ugly. Sliding back to hold Tannsy's hips with both hands, she began bucking her hips, grinding her cunt like crazy into the cleft of Tannsy's warm buttocks, working down to Tannsy's asshole and then down as close to Tannsy's cunt as she could get her own cunt.
Nasty-dirty as it was, it turned Tannsy way on, too. And Clark. Tannsy lifted her head from Clark's rod but only long enough to pull his legs together and straddle them backwards. Elaine darted her head in, trying to get her mouth onto Tannsy's cunt even while Clark's huge swollen staff was stuffing it so fully. Both her hands flew to Tannsy's hips and, Tannsy fighting her every inch of the way, she finally succeeded in lifting the tiny body completely clear of the brother's raging dick.
"Wait, honey," she cried. "Wait, now." Reaching to her own supersaturated cunt, she scooped out a fingertip full of juice and smeared it on Tannsy's behind. "This won't hurt if you'll completely relax," she gargled, her trembling hands pulling Tannsy's hips forward. Squatting lower to tilt her head and watch, she placed Tannsy's asshole on the point of Clark's cock straining head high between her trembling legs, bunting it too carefully.
"'T's okay," Tannsy choked. "I know-w how, Elaine! Clarkie and me do it this way a 1-lot!"
Impatiently Tannsy twisted her hips in Elaine's grip, wriggling violently until the head of Clark's dick had plocked into her pinch-bag asshole. Then she surrendered and let Elaine help her, Elaine's both hands working her hips carefully downward until the cheeks of her bottom were resting solidly in Clark's sweating belly.
Already high on the long teasing build-up and scoured now by a torpid man-cock in her tight ass, crisp pubic hair torturing the tingling globes of the cheeks, two hot hands mashing her swollen breasts, and a girl face working deep in her boiling, bubbling cunt, Tannsy started over the hill almost at once. Her hips humped forward in an underslung grind to meet Elaine's face only to be brought up short by the mass of Clark's bone cock pegging her so solidly by the ass.
Elaine came forward on each attempted surging, driving the point of her chin deep into Tannsy's drenched slit, spinning her tongue on Tannsy's clitoris, wantonly driving her nose down to force open the cunt lips and suck at the mouth of Tannsy's tight-stretched vagina. Revolving her whole face in luxurious debauchery, she sucked at the hole and then scourged back up to start the whole routine all over again.
Tannsy's tiny body stiffened back against Clark's chest, her breasts arching wildly into his cupping hands. Her little ass humped up and down on the brother's spindle like a weaver's loom gone out of control, her cunt bucked like a nut tree shaker at the guest's sucking mouth. Echoing a moaning wail from deep in her throat, a long, blurting pent-up load burst from her straining loins, Tannsy's tummy convulsing under the strain, her feet rising high from the floor. Her hips rolled violently around Clark's monster cock. Audibly hissing spurts of juice boiled out of her cunt like a rapid-fire repeating rifle. Elaine sucked and sucked, not bothering to try to swallow it all because she could never work any voluntary muscles anywhere near as fast as Tannsy's automatic inside pump was working.
Noisily sucking at Tannsy's cunt, and even Clark's balls as she moved, Elaine twisted her own body over Clark's instep to scrub her cunt viciously on his ankle in wild rhythm with every squirt she sucked out of Tannsy's cunt. Gradually she worked backward until her cunt dented in to, then twisted sideways to close over, Clark's row of toes. She came, flooding his foot so copiously, gorging so heavily, it seemed as though she must go on next to take the whole foot into her blubbering cunt.
Everything died in little jerks and tremors. Never really knowing whether or not Tannsy had finished hers, Elaine fell backwards, her arms flopping weakly out on the rug. Her sweating thighs still clamped tightly to Clark's leg, her cunt beating like a live heart against the ball of his foot, her eyes closed and she appeared instantly to be asleep.
"Too much," she moaned suddenly, her beautiful breasts billowing and collapsing, "you kids… too much for me. Fu-uck each other. Go ahead and fu-uck each other. You're… too-o m-much…" Then she was completely still.
Tannsy lay limply in Clark's arms, her lips parted softly against the side of his neck. Muscles inside her ass pulsed softly around his cock as her cunt pulsed weakly in the wet warm cup of his protective hand.
"Happy Birthday, baby," Clark whispered when her misty green eyes flickered open. "How many does that count for?"
"Don't know, buster," Tannsy murmured, drowsily content, "but you're not off duty 'til midnight so don't get away from me."
She smiled sleepily, stretched to kiss her brother's mouth and then went to sleep in his shoulder hollow, moving one leg to cuddle crosswise on his lap but never, never disturbing that great big beautiful hard dick buried so deep in her snug little ass.