Jo nodded, and Lisa shifted around on the bed. Lisa was aware of Jo watching her shyly. She turned to bring her head toward Jo's crotch. Bending and leaning over, Lisa slowly lowered her face toward Jo's pussy, her eyes riveted on the curling hair and the gleaming pink tissues. An animal odor, wild animal, like that of Jim's come, assaulted Lisa's senses, attracting her even more. Her mouth watering with a wild appetite, Lisa lowered her face to Jo's bush and wedged her tongue deep into the girl's hot slit.
It tasted just as wonderful and exciting as it had before that first time. Driven by a wild desire for more, she jammed her tongue deep into Jo's cunt, shifting around to get the best possible angle of attack. Her knee bumped against something, and Lisa pulled her head back to glance up along the length of Jo's supine body. Lisa found that her knee was against the side of Jo's head. Carefully she lifted it and straddled Jo, returning her face to Jo's musky cunt as soon as she could, unwilling to sacrifice a moment of the taste and lust she was finding there.
When Jo's hands closed around her butt-cheeks, Lisa thought perhaps the girl was going to do the same thing she was doing, but she didn't right away. Instead, Jo was pulling her hips lower and lower. Lisa let her hips drop, still eating happily at Jo's juicy cunt.
Lisa mumbled happily through the tissues of Jo's hot slit.
Jo must have made a decision and the touch of her mouth against Lisa's cunt set off rockets of passion in Lisa, making her drive her own mouth down on Jo's even harder. Ramming in her tongue, deep, deep, into Jo's snatch, Lisa lowered her hips and felt the girl's chin grind against her clitoris. The explosion of pleasure almost lifted Lisa to the peak of an orgasm. She dug her chin into Jo's clit, and was rewarded with a flow of juices that almost drowned her, as Jo's hips jammed upward in response.
Head to crotch, the two woman tangled in the center of the bed. Hands gripping each other's buttocks and thighs, they drove each other crazy with their mouths.
Lisa was nearly delirious with pleasure, boiling and seething, her body betraying her with its convulsions. She was coming and coming and coming, and knew she was drowning Jo with the flood of juices pouring out of her cunt. But she couldn't pull away from Jo. Lisa was driving her own mouth into Jo's gushing pussy, and Jo's slender body was convulsing under her as climax after climax ripped through her, knotting her muscles. Jo's slender thighs clamped around Lisa's head like a vise, trapping her there until Lisa was afraid she was going to suffocate.
All at once it was over. Jo's body went from spasmodic to totally limp. Lisa's own intense orgasm was passing its peak, its plateau leaving her quivering with exhaustion. Lisa was dimly aware of Jo fighting to free her face from her lax pussy, and struggled with her last reserves of strength to help. Finally, she managed to lift her leg and tumble away. Sprawling on her back, Lisa let blackness sweep over her as she fought for breath and sanity.
'I just don't know,' Jo said a few minutes later, after they had rested.
'You know, or rather just don't know what?' Lisa answered.
'Whether I can stand the joy of you and my brother.'
'Just wait and see,' said Lisa. 'Jim will be home for lunch soon.'
