Marty's tongue raced about the swell of one asscheek, then down the back of one trembling thigh. Lori arched her ass back, twisting and trying to get his tongue between her thighs. She gave a soft squeal of delight as his tongue scraped over the sensitive lips of her cunt. Then she jerked her ass away from him.

"Oh, my God! Look at the time!" she yelped. "They'll be here in five minutes! Damn you, Marty!"

He chuckled as he stood up. "Why damn me, baby? You wanted to fuck as much as I did."

She turned and smiled at him. "I know," she said, caressing his cheek. "I'm just nervous, that's all. I haven't seen Stevie and Janice for over six months. You know how much I care for them."

"I wish they weren't going to be here so damn long," Marty complained. "I can't do without a piece of your hot ass for a fucking week, Lori."

"We'll be careful," she said, kissing him quickly. "They won't be any trouble, don't worry."

Promptly at three o'clock, the doorbell rang. Lori silently cursed her sister for always being so prompt. She drew a loose robe on and, looking to make sure Marty was dressed, left her bedroom with him to answer the door.

"I'm sorry about the last-minute notice," her sister said when Lori ushered them into the living room. "But Bob has to fly out this evening. Are you sure these kids won't be any trouble for a week, Lori?"

"Of course not," Lori said. "I love to have them with me. You go and enjoy yourself and don't worry about these two monkeys. I have a nice big paddle if they get out of hand."

Stevie and Janice giggled, knowing their Aunt Lori was teasing. They loved her and loved being with her. Lori was almost a kid herself, being ten years younger than her sister. She didn't treat them like little kids. She let them drink coffee and stay up late. She was fun to be with.