He licked up through the musky cleft between her asscheeks.

Barbara gasped with glee. She could see that her lover was going to be attentive to all the details that made a head-job a treat.

"Ooooh! Lick my ass!" she panted. Nick slurped up her ass-cleft, then started to lick lightly at the ring of her shitter.

"Yeah! Yeah! Suck my asshole! Eat my shiner, baby!" the blonde nymphette wailed.

Even though he had only just begun, it was evident to Barbara – as well as the watchers on the porch – that the young man was a skilled quit-lapper and ass-rimmer, his tongue talented and nimble and enthusiastic.

Nick had no doubt come by the knack honestly, inherited from his father, who was even now sucking the shit out of Nick's mother who was screaming so loudly that the neighbors could hear her despite the raging storm.

It amused most of the neighbors.

One disgruntled old maid phoned the Hannibles to complain that they were keeping her awake, but Gloria, in a neighborly way, told the old maid to go fuck herself, then she jumped back onto her husband's head.

Like father, like son.

Nick's nose nudged into Barbara's asshole and nuzzled around, sniffing and snuffling in that fragrant slot like a pig at the trough.

Barbara kicked her feet in the air and shoved her ass into his face. He began to stab his tongue into her asshole, causing her to squeal and wail.

His tongue felt lovely in her ass-ring.

It made the girl wonder what it would feel like to have him ram his prick up there.

It would bear some consideration during the course of this stormy, all-night session.

Nick licked at the rim of her shitter and then tongue-fucked up into her shit-chute. He began to suck on her shit-socket as his lapper slurped in, French-kissing her asshole.

He drooled into her sitter, then sucked his own saliva back out and swallowed it, savoring the flavor from her delicate rear rut.