Not content with the extent to which he had undressed young Melanie Tucker, Masters suddenly dropped to one knee in front of her, thrusting his cruel hands upward beneath the wrinkled hem of her tight-fitting little skirt. He thrust the clinging garment swiftly upward until it was bunched uselessly around the full curve of her hips, completely revealing the nakedness of her trembling loins to his lecherous, hungry eyes.
Masters was evidently satisfied with what he saw, for he abruptly hooked his clawed fingers into the tight waistband of the young girl's skirt ripping away at the garment with pure brute force until it literally came apart in his hands. He swept the useless pieces of it away from her hips and thighs, tossing the scraps widely away from him to land in little rumpled heaps upon the floor.
Melanie Tucker stood there in Tom Watson's big arms, totally naked before the prying eyes of everyone else in the room, a sudden flush of shame rising to her young cheeks.
Bart Masters bent suddenly forward from the waist, surprising Melanie and the other watchers there in the living room as he rapidly enveloped one of her erectile little nipple buds in the moist, hot cavern of his mouth.
Melanie Tucker stiffened into instant rigidity as the strange man's mouth fastened upon her tingling little nipple and his flicking, teasing tongue suddenly went to work on that tingling little pleasure node. A tiny moan of mingled passion and shamed humiliation escaped from between her clenched teeth as she mentally fought against the roaring, contradictory sensations which sprang up within her captive young body.
Melanie's breast felt as if it was on fire, and the stinging, electrifying sensations seemed to center totally in the erectile little bud of her nipple as Bart Masters avidly sucked and lapped at it. He ran his tongue rapidly and expertly about the pink little areola of her nipple, exciting still more tremors of passion in the girl's young body, causing her to grimace and sob, grinding her even white teeth together as she fought to retain some vestige of self-control.
Masters' mouth unexpectedly switched to her other nipple, bringing another little gasp from Melanie's throat as he executed the unexpected maneuver. At the same time, his right hand came up to capture the breast his mouth had deserted, trapping the tinglingly erect node of her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twirling and tweaking it incitefully as he proceeded to drive the young girl mad with ever mounting sexual desire. The combination of his avidly working mouth and his circling, massaging hand was enough to send young Melanie Tucker's mind reeling through some sort of half-conscious fantasy world that existed previously only within her own erotic dreams.
After what seemed to Melanie like an eternity, Bart Masters reluctantly withdrew his actively sucking mouth from the ripe jiggling sphere of her tit, sliding his lips down the fluttering plane of her flat belly in a wet series of nibbling little kisses. Her breasts were not neglected, however, for at once his hands were back in action, stroking, fondling and inciting her eager young tits into a near frenzy of mounting passion.
Melanie held her breath, her pulse pounding in her ears as the man's mouth inched its way ever closer to the trembling, aching little slit of her once virginal pussy. She dreaded and craved his lewd oral caress at the same time. And she felt that she could almost feel those pouting little nether lips cringing away from the coming perverted contact, turning slightly inward as if to escape from the man's probing tongue, or perhaps, to welcome it.
As Bart Masters' mouth crept ever closer to Melanie's tremulous little pussy slit, his hands began to follow his oral progress, fingers leaving her heaving breasts and sliding with light and feathery caresses down her palpitating abdomen. The young girl blushed with shame and humiliation as a little moan of frustration and disappointment was forced from her throat, signifying to everyone within earshot that she really did miss those teasing, caressing fingers on her mammary flesh.
No sooner had the little mewling sigh of repressed regret been uttered, however, than young Melanie Tucker felt strong male hands fondling her breasts once again. An involuntary little sigh of relief escaped from between her clenched teeth in the split-second before she realized that something was drastically different about her situation.
The young girl could still feel Bart Masters' hands on her lower abdomen, sliding ever farther down, complementing the creeping inch-worm progress of his lapping, sucking tongue on her flesh. She glanced down, startled, and flushed bright crimson with embarrassment as she found that the hands now cradling her swollen tits belonged to none other than Tom Watson, the man who held her pinned tight against his surging, pulsing erection from behind.
Watson laughed in her ear, a low, harsh bark of ultimate cruelty which caused Melanie to shiver and cringe inward upon herself. And yet, at the same time there was simply no way in which she could escape from his big lewd hands tingling upon her breasts. There was no way that she could wrench free from his clutches, and now the tingling, stinging path of Bart's tongue burning its way toward her waiting little cunt made her wonder whether she actually desired to escape at all.
With a little gasping sigh of grim resignation, Melanie's body went slack in Tom Watson's clinging, grasping arms. Both men seemed to recognize the silent signal of total sexual surrender, and they acted accordingly. Watson's hands became stronger, more possessive as they kneaded and massaged the stinging cones of her full breasts, and Masters rocked back on his haunches for a split second, surveying the curly triangle of her soft pubic hair before plunging his face directly forward and into that silken forest.
Melanie gasped and stiffened anew as the man's sucking, nibbling lips made their first jolting, jarring contact with the pouting little nether lips of her private cunt. Her thighs seemed to spread wider apart of their own volition, and while Melanie was only bracing herself in a firmer stance, the better to resist this cruel man's perverse advances, Bart Masters read her instinctive reaction in an entirely different light.
Satisfied the girl was his now, and that total sensual victory was within his grasp, Masters began to suck and lap at her clasping, steamy little cunt all the more avidly, seeking by sheer willpower and tonguepower to force her beyond the erotic limit of no return. He expertly probed with his long tongue along the little wet crevice of her already-hungry cunt, seeking and finding the erectile little pleasure node of her clitoris, bathing it in sucking little kisses, bringing it up to full stiffness and teasing it into a veritable frenzy of mounting heated desire.
Melanie Tucker was sobbing openly now, tears of mingled rage and shame streaming down her pale cheeks as she was almost literally swept off her feet by the storm of conflicting emotions within her young body. Her mind cried out to her that what she was allowing to happen was terribly, terribly wrong, and she must find some way to put a stop to it at once. But, at the same time, there was something inside herself which cried out for more of the same, something which welcomed the big callused hands upon her breasts, and the licking, sucking mouth fastened so tightly to her tingling genitalia.
Penny Tucker could do nothing but weep as she watched the humiliating stages of her sister's progressive degradation. Jed Wilson was holding her fast now, refusing to let her budge even an inch toward that lusty tableau, but forcing her at the same time to keep her tear-filled eyes riveted upon that scene with grim determination.
Melanie felt herself drifting, sinking, and at first she imagined that she had fallen to the floor, suddenly released from Tom Watson's bear-like arms. As her reddened eyes snapped open, however, she found that she was actually still upright, merely sagging in the big man's grip, supported now almost solely by his hands on her palpitating tits while her legs turned to useless bands of rubber.