He sat up and reached for her, hugging her fiercely.
"Sure we can," he said. "I sure as hell want to try. I made a discovery tonight, too, Brenda. I haven't got that letch for little girls any more. That's why Debby couldn't get me up. I want you!"
She hugged him tightly.
"Oh, Hal," she said, "I'm so glad. But we mustn't let Debby down. We got her into this scene, and we can't just reject her. I'm afraid we're committed to having my daughter in our bed."
Hal nodded. "Right," he said. "We can't kick her out. She'd think we didn't love her. We'll keep the scene going till she starts making it with boys her own age. Then she won't need us old folks any more. But, Brenda, I just thought – how are we going to work it with three of us? I mean…"
He didn't get a chance to finish. Debby was coming back into the room, and Brenda signaled him to be quiet. She had a mysterious smile on her face. Hal wondered what his wife had in mind…
"Here's the Vaseline, Mom," said Debby, handing her mother the jar.
"Thanks, honey," said Brenda, setting the jar on the bedside table. She didn't really need it. She'd just wanted to get Debby out of the room so she could talk with Hal. "I'll be right with you," she said.
Hal and Debby watched as Brenda finished taking off her clothes. She was so beautiful, they thought. Her breasts were exceptionally big yet perfectly firm, great pointed cones that stuck straight out, capped with large light brown nipples. Her little bush was thick but dainty, a puff of dark feathery hair that made a perfect triangle over her mons.
Brenda tossed aside the last garment and slid onto the bed. She was on one side of Hal, Debby on the other. Both women eyed his lean muscular body – and the disappointing wrinkle of his cock.
"Now," Brenda said briskly, "we have a problem to solve. What have you tried already, Debby?"
"Well, I pumped his cock," the girl said, "and then I sucked it. I sucked it for a long time, Mom, but nothing happened." She wriggled impatiently. Hal had driven her crazy eating her pussy, and she was desperately horny. She prayed her mother would think of some way to make his stubborn cock hard.
"I see," said Brenda, frowning slightly over the problem. "He refuses to cooperate, does he? We won't stand for that." She reached out and pinched Hal's ass – hard.
"Ow," he said, laughing. "Violence won't get you anywhere, woman. You'll have to think of something else."
"Oh, I will," said Brenda, grinning. Just at that moment, she did. Her grin broadened. Sid may have been a sickie, but he'd taught her a useful trick.
"Well, Mom?" Debby said eagerly. "Did you think of something?"
"Ummm-hmmm," Brenda said, almost purring in her wicked excitement. Hal was really going to get a surprise. "Roll over onto your side, Hal," she said.
He obeyed, wondering what she was up to. That wicked grin on her face promised something pretty wild. For the first time that evening he felt himself getting aroused…
"Okay, Debby," said Brenda, "You go on sucking his cock, just like you did before."
"But, Mom," said Debby, "I did it till my mouth hurt, and it didn't work."
"Trust me," said Brenda. "It'll work this time."
Debby was doubtful, but she did as her mother asked. She knelt by Hal's belly and leaned low over him, picking up his limp warm prick. It was as soft and wrinkled as ever. She felt very little hope as she stuffed the drowsy little worm into her mouth, but she gamely began sucking on it, using strong vacuum pressure.
Hal sighed. "That's nice, Debby," he said.
His voice showed no great excitement, though. Brenda knew he was only being polite, trying not to hurt the girl's feelings. Well, if Brenda's trick worked, he wouldn't have to fake it for long…
Hal lay there feeling Debby's hot wet little mouth working industriously around his limp prick. It felt nice, but it wasn't getting him aroused. Then he felt Brenda moving, the mattress sagging a little, and her hot moist breath fanning the crease of his buttocks. His interest sharpened. What the hell was his wife up to?
Kneeling behind him, Brenda tenderly pried apart the tight cheeks of her husband's slim, firm ass. She studied the light brown wrinkle of his anus. Yes, it was going to work. He didn't repulse her like Sid had. In fact she hungered for him. As she nosed into his tight ass crease, she felt saliva rushing to her mouth.
She laid the slick tip of her tongue on his clenched anus and swiftly rimmed and lashed it. Hal twitched and gasped. She grinned. She knew he hadn't expected this. She thrust her sharp wet tongue tip into the tight little hole, worming her way about an inch up his tight hot rectum.