"My God, I'm cumming already, Doug! Oh, so hard! Suck it out! Suck it out! AH! Gaw-Gaw-Gaw-Gawwwwwd! CUMMING! Shooting juicy, juicy CUM!" she gasped.
Cheryl, watching, felt pussy-thrills almost like her brunette sister's. She'd slick-rubbed the same joys out of her cunt the night before. Clapping her hand down over her own pussy, she fingered frantically into the slit hardly five minutes after she'd said she wouldn't ever play with it again. She had her fingers pulling and pinching and rolling her clit almost before she knew exactly what she was doing. When she felt her clit-nub sparking and under her fingertips, it surprised her.
"Mmmm! So tender! Oh, Jenny, you're awful, letting Doug do you that way," she whispered to herself about her sister. "But I know how good his sucking must feel. Watching him lick your pussy makes me want more cums myself. Oh, it's hard to fight those thrills! They're so nice in the cunt!"
She saw that Jenny's cunt was plainly more thrilled than her own just then. Jenny's climax was blasting out of her heaving guts, her pussy's swelled lips spasming around Doug Brill's mouth. Her happy brown-furred fuck-hole flooded girl-jism to the boy as he eagerly gulped it down. Jenny shuddered hard in the climax, groaning until it shook her limp, then she softened back onto her mattress, gasping, slumped into a boneless sprawl.
Doug whizzed his hand back and forth on his slick cock, his balls hugging the base of his shaft. His dick's knob, so large-swelled and purple, showed that he was about to come, too. He jumped to his feet pulling his mouth out of Jenny's drippy snatch, fire-red in the face and panicking because of the boiling he felt in his balls.
"Jenny! It's cumming now, honey! I'll shoot it on your belly!" he said, jacking his cock faster.
"Yes! Do it!" Jenny answered.
She put her arms down and pulled her fluttering pussylips wide apart with both hands, rocking her split up to her boyfriend again.
"Splash some of the cum in my cunt, too! Go, go, GO!" she said.
But then she sat up and hopped off the bed. Dropping to her knees in front of Doug's solidly stuck-out cock, she pointed to her mouth.
"No! Let me eat your cum! You like to watch me, and I like to do it!" she told her boyfriend.
Jenny ovaled her lips wide and leaned forward on her hands, lining her mouth up with Doug's about-to-shoot prick as Doug shuffled close to her face in a stooping position and aimed his cock at the wiggling tongue she stuck out at him.
Peeker Cheryl hot-whacked her blonde cunt in the bathroom, carried away by lust. Standing bent over, her left leg propped up on the seat of the john, she hand-whipped her pussy while her right foot rested on the floor and that leg was angled out. The blonde shivered and jerked into her climax when she saw Doug Brill's creamy wads fly through the air and fill Jenny's open mouth. Her golden snatch full of wonderful feelings again, she worked hard on it for a satisfying release.
As Cheryl's cum-shocks peaked, her right leg shook and that foot skidded a little on the smooth bathroom floor. This wasn't too bad, in itself. But her left knee jerked forward and hit the lid of the tank of the john when her right leg slipped. The blow of her knee caused a very loud clanking sound. Cheryl knew Jenny and Doug had to hear the noise.
Doug Brill was in the bathroom and on the blonde in a flash. Her left leg was still in its obscene upward-splitting position on the seat of the commode. She jerked her hand away from her juicily creaming slit just as Doug's fingers clamped around her upper arm. Her face was on fire with same.
Cheryl's horny embarrassment at being caught spying weakened her to Doug's touch. She was nearly naked in her short house robe, besides. Her left leg stayed in its splayed knee-out position on the john because she was stiff-bodied in her alarm. The posture kept her shabbily swelled-open cunt in its wide split.
Doug's right hand clapped down around and against Cheryl's spreading pussycrack. The boy copped a good feel of the golden-fleeced snatch even while he called Cheryl's sister in.
"Hey, Jen!" he said. "Come and see what it means when you have a bird in the hand!"
But Jenny was already staring on.
"Yeah. I noticed right away," she giggled. "I haven't seen that particular birdie for a long time, either. It got a hellofa lot more feathers on it, I can tell you."
"Jenny!" Cheryl exclaimed. "How can you say such a thing! And how could you do those awful things you were doing in your bedroom with Doug?"
"Easy. They're so much fun, I can't help it. Anyway, they're good for a growing girl," Jenny answered. "So what were you spying on us for? And what's the idea of this big wide-open cunt-spread you're in over the john?"
Doug answered some of the question while Cheryl's face got redder, and he held his right hand up for Jenny to see how wet it was from his cunt-feeling.