Dustin moaned. "Come on, Eileen! Let Nichole do it! I can't hold on much longer!"
But Eileen ignored him, her soft lips still in his cockhair, her throat working his prickhead, driving him into surging groans of pure lust.
"If you bring me off now, you bitch, I'll tie you down and whip your fuckin' ass!" he yelled, fucking his cock harder and faster at Eileen's throat.
Eileen gurgled around his cock and rammed her mouth down even farther, taking the last half-inch of his cockshaft in, filling her throat with his hardness.
"Come on, you cunt! Come on, Eileen!" Nichole yelled, pushing her friend. "I wanna go! Come on! Fair's fair – don't be a jerk!"
Very slowly Eileen slid her mouth back up the length of Dustin's fucker, giggling and moaning the whole way. She kept her mouth on his cockhead, the tip of his fucker pushing past her lovely lips.
"Would you really tie me down and whip my dirty little ass if I suck you off?" she gasped.
"Damn right!" Dustin snarled, his cock swelling between Eileen's lips. "And I'd do it till I was hard again. And you know how long that takes, even with Nichole sucking my cock!"
"Ohhh, yeah, I know how long that takes!" Eileen giggled. She laughed and rammed her mouth down his cock in one go, taking it all in.
"Aaahhh!" Dustin yelled, writhing on the bed, his cock slamming to the depths of Eileen's throat.
"You fucker, bitch!" Nichole screamed, pushing at Eileen. "It's my turn! I get to suck him!"
Outside the door, Mirabelle bit her finger, staring at the depraved scene, forced to take it all in so that she could tell Manfred exactly why she had to take Eileen away from him. But even she didn't believe what she saw next.
"You cunt!" Nichole screamed. She pulled the hem of Eileen's dress up. "Get off his cock!"
Her hand went up and she spanked Eileen hard, slapping Eileen's asscheeks.
Mirabelle shuddered and gasped as a wave of pure horror washed over her. She saw Nichole's hand sweep down again, slapping Eileen's ass, right across the tight, stretched material of Eileen's panties.
Dustin was groaning as Nichole spanked Eileen again.
"Off his cock!" Nichole demanded, slapping Eileen's taut asscheeks.
Eileen moaned with lust and pushed her throat deeper on the swelling cock. Her head bobbled up and down and her ass hunched as Nichole's hand swept down.
Then Mirabelle noticed that there was a wet patch on the crotch of Eileen's panties.
Mirabelle shivered in disgust.
"Ahhh!" Dustin yelled. "I can't hold on, bitch. I'm coming and your ass is grass, you got that?"
Eileen gave a moan of pure lust and she shivered, her ass heaving up as Nichole spanked her. She kept her mouth on Dustin's cock, working it over as he gripped the pillows and yelled with releasing lust.
"Fuuuck!" he roared. "You got it coming, baby! Boy, do you have it coming!"
His cock swelled with the cum rushing up out of his balls.
"Gimme! Come on, bitch, share!" Eileen screamed, then pushed her mouth down beside Eileen's, kissing and licking at Dustin's thighs.
Eileen gurgled in delight as a hot stream of cum poured into her throat. She took the next jet over her soft lips, cum running out of her mouth in a disgusting display of lust.
Mirabelle stared in horror as Nichole screamed with passion, then pushed her mouth over the tip of Dustin's shooting cock, taking a shot of jizz, letting it run over her lips while she and Eileen caressed the heaving shaft.
Dustin screamed, his cock punching in and out of Nichole's mouth, pouring out cum.
The two girls ran their mouths over the jerking cockhead, taking the squirting juice, letting it run over their lips and teeth, licking it off his spurting prick as it poured out.
"Fuuuck!" Dustin yelled, his ass jerking up off the bed as his cock slid over their hot mouths. "God, what a suck! Fuuuck!"
He jerked, his stream of cum still gushing out of his piss-slit, getting all over their mouths.
The two girls sucked and licked at his cockhead, sharing his cum, licking it off each other's mouth, giggling as they swallowed and kissed. Eileen plunged her mouth down on his prick for a moment, then came up, allowing Nichole to swallow his fucker.
Dustin gasped, his cock becoming limp as his supply of cum started to run out. He fell back across the pillows, moaning with release, while Eileen and Nichole sucked his cock, sharing the last dribbles of cum.
Mirabelle stared, still not really able to believe her eyes as the two girls worked their mouths over Dustin's fucker, licking and kissing it.
His cock was coming down slowly, cum still dribbling over their willing lips.
Mirabelle got a grip on herself. She had to go downstairs and see Manfred at once.
The party had broken up, and the last guests had gone. Mirabelle picked her way over the debris on the floor and went into the kitchen.
Manfred was lounging on a stool, a beer in his hand, chatting to William.
"Do you know what your daughter is doing!" Mirabelle demanded.
Manfred turned, looking at her quizzically. "She and that friend of hers, Nichole, has just, just – er, just had sex with Dustin!" Mirabelle snapped.
"What, blowing him again?" Manfred chuckled. "Those two can never wait, you know that? And on my bed, I bet."
"Yes!" Mirabelle snarled. "Your daughter is immoral! I'm taking her away from here!"
Manfred laughed.
Mirabelle screamed in fury. "Do you realize what she's doing! She's my niece! If you don't come upstairs with me now, I'm… I'm taking you to court, Manfred! I don't care if you are my brother!"
"Oh, if you want us to come upstairs, fine," Manfred said easily, sliding off the stool. "Hey, I'll tell you what, William'll come too, how about that?"
Mirabelle stormed up the stairs with Manfred and William, banging the bedroom door open. "There!" she said triumphantly.
"Oh, hi, Daddy!" Eileen sighed, still running her mouth over Dustin's fucker. "I was very naughty. I wouldn't take my mouth off Dustin's cock and he came. He's got to whip my dirty little ass for that! Right?"
Eileen's wicked little tongue flicked out over Dustin's cockhead.
"Hi, Auntie Mirabelle! You wanna join in? There's always plenty of cock around her."
"You're coming with me!" Mirabelle snapped. "I'm not going to let you stay in this den of vice a moment longer!"
"But I gotta have my cock, Auntie!" Eileen whimpered, her lips running over Dustin's prickhead. "And I was so bad, so very bad. You wouldn't want me to get away without being punished, would you?"
She giggled and her mouth slid over the hardening shaft of Dustin's fucker.
"Get up, girl!" Mirabelle snapped, taking a step toward the bed. Then she turned uneasily to Manfred. "I'm reporting this to the police. Your attitude is disgusting!"
"You don't even know what my attitude is," Manfred replied, strolling into the bedroom.
"You wanna stay and find out?"
"No! I'm leaving this instant! With Eileen!" Mirabelle stood defiantly, her heart beating fast.
"Oh, no you're not!" Manfred snarled. "I think you oughta stay. I mean, as you said, Eileen's been very bad. She's gotta be punished. Surely that'll satisfy you."
"Punished?" Mirabelle didn't know what else to say.
William closed the door and pulled a chair over to block the doorway. He sat down and leaned back, gazing at Mirabelle.
"Don't you believe in punishment for bad girls?" Manfred asked.
"Yes, uh, of course," Mirabelle said uncertainly. "It's just that I think Eileen would be better…"
"Sit down and see the punishment, then decide!" Manfred interrupted, taking Mirabelle's arm and leading her to a high backed, padded chair. "Go on! Sit and watch!"
Mirabelle trembled as she sat down, wondering why she felt so uneasy. She crossed her legs and waited, her whole body tight with tension.