moment his bare toes were nudging at her ass, trying to hook into the waistband of her panties.
She tried the maneuver of thrusting the tip of her tongue against the slit of Jake's cockhead, which had seemed to evoke an enthusiastic response from Willy, and at last there was a slight stirring in the limp flesh that rested in her mouth.
Willy's toenails scraped at the exposed flesh of her back above her panties.
She pressed her lips around the corona of Jake's cockhead, and there was a further stiffening of the recalcitrant organ, much to her relief.
Willy managed to tangle his big toe in the band of the panties, and started to work them downwards.
She ducked her head slightly to work Jake's cock towards the back of her throat. It slid over her tongue, pulsing slightly as the blood further expanded its tissues.
Jake grunted slightly, and Willy tugged sharply at her panties. His toe slipped out of the band, and the elastic snapped sharply back against her skin. She gasped and choked slightly, which sent a still more powerful rush of blood through the cock that filled her mouth.
Willy's groping toe returned for a new onslaught, and she steeled herself to ignore it, to concentrate on sliding the now hard cock back and forth between her lips. She felt none of the sensuous pleasure that had unexpectedly overtaken her when she had been performing this service for Willy yesterday. He had abandoned himself to the pleasure of her mouth, once it was fairly underway; she felt there was nothing in the least uncontrolled about Jake, and she dared not relax her guard.
Willy was successful this time in dragging the panties down around her thighs; he then entertained himself by working the big toe of his exploring foot into the crack of her ass until it found the tight little bole, where he let it rest, wriggling it slightly from time to time.
Jake's cock began to leak the clear fluid that told her she was having her effect on him, and she renewed her efforts. She was getting very cramped, crouched there under the table, and her neck and jaw were growing painfully fatigued.
Willy's toe poked more demandingly against her asshole, and now seemed intent on working its way inward. Involuntarily she clenched against it, and heard his sly chuckle.
Jake suddenly pulled out of her mouth.
'You got plenty to learn yet, cunt,' he said. 'I guess Willy don't have the same high standard for a blow job that I do. Get out from under there.'
He stuffed his swollen cock back into his pants as she wriggled out from beneath the table, puzzled by his abrupt cuffing short of the act. But there was no denying that the relief, however temporary, was welcome.
'Didn't make him come, huh?' Willy grinned down at her. 'Well, never mind, teach – you're gonna make me come, just as soon as I get another cup of coffee.'
'Come over here,' Tod called to her, and she obediently made her way around the table to him, tugging her panties back around her waist as she went.
He shoved his chair away from the table and pulled her down onto his lap. Once again her sweater was rolled up beneath her armpits, and Tod buried his face between the luscious mounds of her breasts.
'Nice,' he breathed. 'So nice… you going to be nice to me, aren't you?'
He nuzzled into her cleavage, holding her around the waist with one arm, while his other had caressed her thigh.
'Nice,' he whispered again, and took one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking at the nipple as Jerry had earlier, but much more gently. Sally wondered whether he had something in common with his sister, as far as sexual attitudes were concerned.
'Hey,' Jerry called, 'whyn't you fuck them tits, like I did yesterday? I tell you, it's real nice, slidin' your dong through them things.'
Tod ignored him. He slipped his hand beneath her skirt and worked it up into her crotch. As Willy had, he groped beneath one of the leg openings, but his touch was not brutal. His fingers squirmed into her crotch, and nestled against the hair-covered lips of her sex, slowly working their way into the moist warm crack that lay between them.
A shiver of response took hold of her, and her breathing quickened.
His mouth on her nipple brought little currents of electrical pleasure to life, and his fingers working over her pussy roused similar little sparks there.
She spread her legs wider, unthinkingly.
'Hey,' Willy crowed, 'she's a hot bitch, huh? Look at her openin' up there!'
Sally flinched slightly, but the sensations were too strong to be negated by embarrassment. Tod had settled a finger against her clitoris now, and was rolling the little knob of flesh around, while his thumb caressed the tight lips guarding her virginal inner channel, which was starting to ooze forth its slippery juice in automatic response.
'Yeah,' Jerry said. 'Get 'er good an' wet, Tod – plenty of that good pussy juice flowin' to spread round her asshole when we start plowin' it – knew a feller once, tried it when the broad's hole was too dry 'n' tight, damn near took the skin right off of his dick!'
Tod raised his head.
'Let me alone, huh?'
'Aw,' Willy protested, 'you don't like to have any fun. Is she gettin' good an' wet?'
Impatiently, Tod pushed her off his lap.
'Hell,' he said, stalking out of the kitchen, 'find out for yourselves.'
'Jeeze,' Jerry commented wonderingly as the door slammed, 'whassainatter with that guy?'
'Let's go in the living room,' Willy said. 'I need to get my dork in one of her holes – I don't give a shit what problems anyone else's got.'
He swatted Sally's ass again.
'Get movin', teach,' he said briskly. 'Busy busy busy! We got a lot to learn today, you know.'
Obediently, she headed for the living room, Jerry and Jake following. Now fear was building again, conflicting with the remains of the arousal Tod's caresses had started to build in her, and she found herself clenching her teeth as she waited for their next moves.
Jake threw himself down into one of the armchairs and caught her eye. He ordered:
'Take those clothes off, cunt – you don't need them.'
She had not been completely naked before them yet – now, as she slowly peeled off her clothes, she felt that she was losing a flimsy defense.
Willy gave a long whistle as the full impact of her voluptuous body struck him.
'Ain't she somethin'?'
Jerry contributed:
'Like they used to say in them old detective books: She's a natural blonde!'
'I'll say she is – and man, them tits knock me out every time I see them!'
'We gonna break in her asshole now?' Jerry asked.
'I want a blowjob first,' Willy declared.
He snapped his fingers at Sally and pointed to the floor in front of him, fumbling his fly open as she meekly knelt in the indicated place.
The cock that burst forth from confinement was hard and ready to go. It reached out to her, pulsing through the length of its prominent veins, the head and upper part of the shaft dyed angry purple with engorged blood.
'You like that, teach?' he demanded.
To please him – only to please him? – she nodded.
'It tasted real good last time, huh? Go on, give it a good lick with that cute pink tongue.'
She ducked her head towards it and took a deep breath. She poked out her tongue and touched the tautly stretched skin of the mushroom crown. It throbbed responsively, alive and warm, and she found herself vividly recalling the power she had discovered to bring pleasure to this strange thing…
She swept her tongue in a broad track of moisture around the dome, then pulled back a little to contemplate the wet gleam upon the fiery flesh.
He grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her face into his crotch.
