She felt the knife sliding under her panties, then it sawed through the thin material. As her panties flapped to one side, exposing the dark curls of her pussy, Lynn felt is if a cold breeze had wafted over her cunt.

"That's better," she heard Billy say. "Tony, look at that hair, would you? No girl in school has a bush like this. The only problem is, that's all I can see. She's gotta have a cunt here someplace."

"Feel for it," Tony laughed, squeezing her tits, pressing his cock against her bare arm. "Hey, Lynn, you ever get fucked in the armpit?" He giggled crazily, trying to press his cock into her armpit. "You like to fuck, Lynn? I bet you give the old man a great fuck, huh?"

Billy was running his hand into the hair of her cunt, and Lynn's ass jerked when his finger slipped down and made contact with her clit. It felt as if he had touched a match to it.

"Oooommmm!" she groaned, trying to wiggle in an effort to remove his finger.

"She likes it," Billy said, grinning up at her. "You like being felt up, don't you, Lynn?"

Her eyes bugged out as she strained against the ropes, unable to move more than half an inch in any direction.

Billy stroked her thighs, his hands light on her flesh. He caressed the hair of her cunt, but didn't try to feel her pussy again. Although her ankles were bound securely, her thighs remained together, and he couldn't get to her cunt.

Tony turned her tits loose and came around to peer under her lifted skirt, his eyes huge, glowing in excitement. Her arm felt as if it had been blistered by the pre-cum juices that seeped against it. Realizing there was no sense in struggling against the ropes, Lynn sat slumped, feeling degraded and humiliated.

The brothers felt her legs and cunt hair, becoming more and more aroused. She could fed their cocks rubbing against her legs now. They were jacking their cocks, she could tell.