No answer.
Joan sat down on the edge of the bed and put her hand on his shoulder. “Billy, wake up.”
“Huh? What is it?”
“Move over. Let me lie down with you.” She pushed back the cover, slid into the bed and covered herself.
“What’s the matter, Sis?”
“Oh, Jack got me all upset. We went to the drive-in and he kept playing with my tits and running his hand up under my dress and getting me all hot and bothered.”
“Want me to knock a knot on his head?”
“No. I want you to cool me off. He started my pussy drooling. I feel like I’m slick all the way to my knees.”
“You want me to screw you?” Billy couldn’t believe his ears.
“Yes. Remember how we used to play when we were little? Now, I want it in me. I’ve used my finger so many times it just doesn’t do much good anymore.”
“Sure, Sis.” He pushed back the cover and started pulling off his pajamas. “But why didn’t you get Jack to finish what he started?”
“I can’t. You know the reputation some girls get.” She sat up and pulled her gown over her head.
“Do you mean you don’t put out for anybody?”
“That’s right. Please hurry.”
Billy reached out and found her more by touch than by sight. He put his hand on her breast and pressed it toward him. She scooted over to the center of the bed and Billy eased his knees over between hers.
Joan reached out and took his hard cock in her hand and tried to pull it toward her dripping cunt but Billy had ideas of his own. He dropped back on his haunches, pulling his cock from her hand, and bent his head down to her titties. His hard tongue quickly circled one of her nipples while he put his palm over her other tit.
“Oh, my God. I’m already hot, you idiot. Fuck me. Put your stiff cock up my hot cunt and let’s get something going.”
Billy lifted his head just long enough to say, “I want you hotter.” He dropped his mouth to her other tit and put the first nipple against his palm.
Billy let his wet tongue trail across between her titties and down her belly. He jammed his tongue into her belly button and let her feel his teeth around ft.
“Oh, my God. Hurry up, Billy.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and tried to pull him back upon her. He pushed her hands away and left a wet streak down across her abdomen to the thick crop of golden curls at her crotch.
Joan suddenly spread her thighs and pulled her knees up. Billy ran his fingers down the insides of her creamy thighs from her knees to her cunt. He moved his fingers around her twat, probing, teasing and finally pulling the lips of her cunt open wide.
Feeling his way with his tongue, Billy found her clit and closed his lips around it so he could use his tongue like a pool cue to tap her little nubbin. She pulled her knees as tight to her shoulders as she could to force her clit out and allow Billy to get at it as easily as possible.
In moments Billy had her moaning with every breath and rocking her hips up with each tap of his tongue. Then he changed his tactics. He released her clit and stretched his mouth open to enclose her whole slit. His tongue went down to probe into her hole and then went back up to tap her button. Time after time his nimble tongue took the same route, plugging into her juicy twat only to come back out and slip up to her clit, tap it and then back down again to her hole.