She breathed rapidly, letting out little gasps of pleasure, squirming against the mattress, her head tossing slowly from side to side. She kept her eyes closed enough so Skip, glancing up at her couldn't tell whether she was asleep or awake.

Skip pulled his tongue out of her. He was painting. Carefully, he pushed her negligee up higher, bunching the gauzy shift up above her tits. Then he rose up, leaning over her nakedness, and he kissed her tits and nipples, nibbled his way down her satin-smooth belly, licked out her navel and nuzzled his way back down to her cunt.

"Oh, Jenny!" He spread her legs wider, actually lifting up her thighs and pressing them to her tits. Sitting on the bed, he bent over her crotch and started slurping, lapping up the pussy-nectar that bubbled from her madly throbbing cunt and dribbled down her crotch. His tongue slipped between her asscheeks, slurping down the length of it, tasting her tangy ass-sweat and her pink, twitching asshole. His tongue probed her asshole and entered it.

Jenny's head swam. Even though she was lying on her back, she nearly fainted. The shock, the excitement, the pleasure were almost more than she could bear. Never in her life had anything entered her asshole, not even a finger, let alone somebody's tongue. She could not believe this was happening, nor could she believe the pleasure her brother's asshole reaming was giving her. She panted with each flick of his tongue against the sensitive walls of her asshole. Her toes spread and clutched and wriggled. She started to wiggle her ass, rubbing it in her brother's face.

Skip was growling, thrusting his tongue deeper up her tasty girlish butt-hole, rubbing his nose against her wet crotch. As the fuck-juices ran out of her cunt, they dribbled against Skip's nose and lips. He pulled his tongue out of her asshole and licked her crotch clean. Then he drove his tongue to the hilt up her cunt. As he licked her out, he pumped wildly on his lube-oozing prick.