Lisa pressed the underside of. Randy's dick with her thumb, forcing another and still another drop of juice to the tip of his turgid prick. She flicked her wet tongue over the head of his tingling cock again and again, lapping up the droplets of lubricating fluid that her thumb continued to force from the root of his cock. She began running her tongue around the underside of the bulging cock-head, making Randy's rod jerk harder and harder with each touch of her tongue against his erectile flesh. His balls were seething between his legs. His face was twisted into a look of wild pleasure and near pain as he balls tensed in their sac.

Randy was amazed at the expertise with which Lisa attacked the problem of his aching cock, amazed at the fluidity of her cock-licking movements, amazed at the eagerness with which

she went at it. She certainly wasn't behaving like some cockteasing virgin now, he thought. She was giving him the best tongue job he had ever had. He almost stood on his tiptoes when she sucked his fat cock-head into her pretty face. Her eyes glittered at him when he opened his and watched her doing her nut-stirring work.

"Let me take your pants off, Randy!" she said breathlessly.

He grinned down at her cockily when she began tugging at his heavy buckle, seemingly dying to get at his hard young body. He liked seeing her in such a state of wild-eyed excitement, liked seeing her lusting for the hard cock that he had ready for her. It was a far cry from the coolness she had exhibited earlier. It made him feel more in control of himself and in control of the situation. But he couldn't help wondering what had made her change so abruptly. And he definitely couldn't help feeling some strange inner turmoil as thoughts of his sister and her relationship with Lisa kept stirring him up inside.

He felt his pants snap open and felt them being tugged down over his hard young legs, exposing his groin and the thick rod of flesh that jerked and pulsated in front of him.