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"Lick me all over, lover," Betty moaned. She wiggled down a little farther so Pete's head was right next to the curve of her belly. "I want to feel that nice hot tongue of yours slide over my wet pussy."

Hank grinned. He figured that Pete would back out when it came to licking pussies. He was sure that Pete hadn't done that before. Pete just kept on licking though. He didn't even seem to realize that Betty had slid down on the mattress.

"Mmmmm, tickles," Pete growled, rubbing his face against Betty's nest of pussyhair.

"It's not a kitty," Betty giggled. She was getting a real kick out of Pete's drunken comments. "It's a pussy. Lick my nice hot pussy, honey. I just love that."

Pete stuck his tongue out. He lapped over the furry mound of Betty's pussy and stuck his tongue right down between her pink cuntlips. He acted surprised for a moment, but he kept right on licking.

"Good!" he groaned. "Nice pussy… tastes really good!"

Betty moaned loudly. She spread her pussy open wide with her fingertips and stretched her legs apart. Both Hank and Mary could see that she was enjoying Pete's wet tongue.

"My clit," Betty urged. "Lick all the way to the top and find that little bump with your tongue."

Pete shook his head, dazed. He looked down and grinned. Then he licked right up the satiny hot groove of Betty's pussy until his tongue slid over the erect bump of her clitty.

"Oooooooh!" Betty gurgled. "That's it! Lick it right there. That's what I like. Bat my clit back and forth with your tongue."

Mary squeezed Hank's hand tightly. Watching her cousin get her pussy licked was making tingles of excitement ripple through Mary's hot pussy. She wished that she and Hank were doing it too. She just loved the way Hank licked her pussy. He made her come that way every time.

"Let's get back there with them," Mary suggested. "I can't stand to watch anymore. My pussy's hot, too. How about it, Hank? Can both of us fit back there?"

"Sure," Hank said, beginning to get turned on by the whole thing too. "Let's just crawl back there and join them. I don't think it'll bother Pete any. He's so drunk hell probably never remember what happened when he wakes up tomorrow."

Betty grinned when Hank and Mary climbed back into the sleeper. "Mow over, lover," she urged, sliding Pete over with her hands. "We've got company."

"That's nice," Pete said, not opening his eyes. His tongue kept sweeping over the surface of Betty's glistening pink pussy. Pete was really drunk. He wouldn't have noticed if a whole army had climbed beck in the sleeper.

"He's sure not straight now," Mary whispered, pointing to Pete. "Why don't you do the same thins Hank. My pussy could stand a good tongue-fucking."

Hank helped Mary slip out of her dress and panties. He tossed them into the cab and shook his head a little. He never would have believed that Pete would act like this when he had a few drinks. He'd have to make sure that Pete had a couple of drinks every place they stopped. This was more like it. It was a real drag being stuck with a straight relief driver. He liked things a lot better this way.

Mary giggled as she leaned back against the pillow. "Suck my titties first," she insisted. "Suck them just as good as Pete sucked Betty's."

Hank's lips closed around the perky nub of Mary's brown nipple. Her titties weren't as big as Betty's, but that didn't make any difference to Hank. Mary's tits still turned him on. He wasn't fucking her for her tits. He liked the way her hot pussy snapped. That was why he kept calling Mary every time he was in town.

Mary moaned as Hank nibbled at her round, perky tits. She loved it when he nipped at her tits with his lips. It made her pussy spasm wetly. She could hear the sound of her pussymouth snapping even now. She was really hot. Watching Betty and Pete had made her pussy snap almost shamefully.

"Mmmmm, get my pussy now, honey," Mary groaned, wiggling her hips and spreading her legs out to give Hank room. "Lick my pussy all over!"

Hank licked all the way down Mary's lush body.

He left a wet trail of hot saliva as his tongue traveled over her rounded tummy and down to her silky beaver. Then his tongue darted right in between the two petals of her pink cuntlips and lapped a wide path up her shivering pussygap.

"Oooooooh," Mary moaned. She reached out to grab Hank's head but she missed. Her hand felt something soft and hot. She squeezed it and heard Betty moan. Then she opened her eyes and looked down. Her fingers were squeezing the ripe mounds of Betty's tits.

"Ooooh, yes!" Betty squealed. "You squeeze my titties and I'll squeeze yours. That way the men can work on licking our pussies and we can take care of our tits."

Mary's mind whirled. She'd never done anything like that before. She'd never even been this close to another couple fucking. It was kind of exciting though. There was no reason not to try it. It might make Hank and Pete even more excited if they saw what was happening.

"Yes," Mary agreed. "Play with my nipples, Betty. That's what I like. Squeeze them between your fingers."

"You do it to me, too," Betty urged. "I like that, too."

Betty's pussy gave a sharp spasm of excitement. "Ooooh, this is going to be super!" she squealed, tugging at Mary's nipples.

At first Mary was a little embarrassed by Betty's lusty squeal. She didn't know how Hank would take the news that she was playing with her cousin's tits. She relaxed as soon as she saw Hank's expression though. He looked up and watched for a second. Then he went back to driving his tongue over her juicy cunt with renewed vigor. He lapped so deliciously that Mary couldn't hold back her own lusty squeal of delight.

"Poke your tongue in my pussyhole!" Betty urged, pushing Pete's head down lower. "Poke it right in and fuck me with your hot tongue."

Pete tried to do it. He slipped his tongue forward and fumbled around. There was a buzzing in his head, though. He felt like the whole truck was spinning around. The noise in Pete's ears got louder and louder. His head cleared for just an instant and he looked down right at Betty's open, flooding pussy.

"Jesus!" he gasped. Then he passed out cold.

"Oooooooh!" Betty wailed. She shoved and pulled at Pete's body but nothing was going to wake him up.

"Hey! Help me will you?" she wailed, grabbing Hank's head and pulling him up. "Pete just passed out and he's lying right on top of me!"

Mary looked over at her cousin. Then she started giggling. "Come on, Hank," she said. "Let's roll Pete into the cab. Then well have more room back here."

Hank lifted Pete's lax body and rolled him into the driver's seat of the cab. He laughed as he crawled back in the sleeper again.

"I'm really sorry about that, Betty," he said, still chuckling. "I knew Pete was drunk, but I didn't think he was that bad off."

Mary giggled. "I bet you didn't know that Pete was straight, did you Betty?"

Betty's mouth opened in amazement. Then she started laughing, too. "Straight? He didn't act straight to me."

"I bet he doesn't remember anything he did tonight when he comes to," Hank agreed. "I'd be willing to bet that Pete's never licked a pussy before. I don't know how you got him to do it."

Betty grinned. "I just wiggled until his face was right down there," she said. "The rest was easy. He's never licked pussy before, hub?"

"I don't think so," Hank said. "He's always been perfectly straight every other trip. I guess he just fell for those big tits of yours, Betty."

Betty looked down at her tits. Then she smiled and licked her lips. "How about a three-way fuck?" she suggested. "Pete got me all worked up and I've got to do something."

Mary laughed. "It's fine with me," she agreed. "How about it, Hank? You want to try both of us tonight?"

"Boy!" Hank grinned. "How lucky can a guy get?"