"Ohhhhhh!" Linda screamed, her insides a cauldron of itchy pleasure. "Now… Goddamn… you… now…"

"Gonna lick you all over, baby," Mike said, enjoying her torture almost as much as she was. "Every fucking square inch."

Linda found herself tugging at the ropes, trying to free herself. She wanted her hands on his ass again, to feel his hard muscles, to wrap her legs around these narrow hips, to pull him forward. The ropes held, causing her flesh to burn.

"Such sweet tits," her brother murmured, lapping his tongue over both rubbery projections. "Mmmmmn, can I chew these up and eat them?"

"You… you can do anything… everything you want, you big bull," Linda gasped. Her insides were raging, ready to explode. She thrust her hips upward and felt the underside of his cock against the inside of her left thigh. "Oh… big brother, just… just do it!" she cried out.

"Oh, baby, the way I like my women," Mike whispered, squeezing her breasts together, trapping his mouth inside the satiny folds of skin. "Hot and ready to fuck."

Linda let her mind wander, thinking about the girls her brother probably had fucked. Then she thought of Richard again. He, too, had probably fucked a lot. He would be experienced. She suddenly wondered what he was doing this very minute.

Did he have some girl beneath him? Was he stabbing his massive cock in and out of her pussy, like some sort of savage animal? She could almost taste his masculinity, feel his rough, sculptured chest against her breasts.

A spasm of raw pleasure shot into her cunt like a bullet. She threw her head to one side and screamed silently, then bit her lower lip until she tasted the salty flavor of blood.

Mike kissed from her breasts, letting his lips glide over her shoulders, to the crook of her elbow. He then took her fingers in his mouth and licked over the knuckles. When both hands were glistening with his spit, he moved his face to her middle and stabbed his tongue inside her belly button. Her cunt hairs tickled his chin, and he could smell the heady aroma of pussy juice.