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At the same time she lifted her ass, giving Bill a moment to gasp a breath of air, then plunged her cunt back into his face again, grinding it. Her orgasm had reached its peak and she was savoring every moment of it Both were" moaning in sheer ecstasy.

Jo swallowed the last drop of Bill's spurting semen and slowly pulled her mouth up the length of his shaft, held the head in her mouth for a moment, then licked and kissed it in a departing gesture. She swished the length of her cunt along Bill's face once more, then rolled off. Bill looked at her adoringly.

"Come here," she said. "I want to kiss you while you still have cunt juice all over your face and I have cock smell on my lips. Use your tongue."

She forced him back, lying on top of him and working over his mouth and tongue with hers. She liked doing this. It gave her an added thrill. She pulled her mouth away, but didn't get off his body. She began swaying her tits over his mouth, barely brushing his lips.

"Do you like my tits, Bill? Tell me."

"I love your tits, Jo. They're perfect." He reached up, trying to suck one, but she pulled back. She was proud of her tits, loved having them admired, fondled and sucked.

"Not yet. I'll let you suck them in a minute." She continued swinging them, dragging the nipples across his trembling mouth. "Did you enjoy sucking my cunt, Bill?"

"Oh, Jo, it was wonderful! Just having your whole cunt spread over my face was an experience I'll never forget."

"I enjoyed it, too, dear, and I enjoyed sucking your cock. Did you like that, too?"

"I loved it! Boy, did I love the feeling of my cock in your mouth."

"Would you like to fuck my mouth again soon?"

"Would I? Oh, Jo, will you let me?"

She smiled. "We'll see. Now open your mouth wide." He obeyed, and she lowered one of her tits into it. "Suck it, Bill. Use your tongue. Get it all shiny wet. Suck out the nipple."

He went at this chore greedily, making satisfactory noises. Already he had half a hard-on. When Jo finally removed her tit and gave him the other for a similar treatment, the nipple of the first stood out like a small prick. Half of the tit itself glistened with his saliva.

Bill worked over the second tit equally well. After a moment Jo withdrew it. "Now play with them both while they're all wet and slippery."

Bill nodded and, reaching up with both hands, he rubbed both tits, smiling happily all the while as if he found the task most enjoyable.

Jo smiled. "I like this. Would you like to tit-fuck me sometime, Bill?"

"I'd like to tit-fuck you right now!" he cried. "I can, Jo. I have another hard-on."

She reached around, found his cock and pressed it. "That's wonderful! Wow! But, sweetie, we better save this one for what's coming up."

She rolled off of him, and they both looked across at the other bed, aware suddenly of the beautiful sounds that were coming from both Jenny and David. Apparently Jenny liked the shoulder-bit position, because she was on the back of her neck again, with her legs planted on David's shoulder. He was driving the last bit of his semen into her after a perfect orgasm.

Jo relaxed and pulled Bill down beside her. "Put your head down on my shoulder, Bill sweet. Play with me. We're going to rest."

She took his cock in her hands and closed her eyes.

The daisy chain had proven a whopping success. The four participants were lying on the floor of Jenny's and Jo's bedroom, exhausted, spent, but happily satisfied.

Jenny, of course, had taken charge of the operation. She arranged them on the floor, lying on their sides, alternating the sexes.

"Bill," she said matter-of-factly, "you'll eat Jo's cunt. I notice that you've been there once, which means that Jo probably told you how she likes it, and a second sucking makes sense. David, Jo will suck your prick, while you're eating my twat and I'm sucking Bill's cock. Now, is everything understood?"

They all nodded smilingly.

"One more thing: This is the last act on the program. When it's over, you boys will have to go home. If you both can walk," she added with a grin.

Jenny started the proceedings by taking Bill's cock in her mouth and putting the head between her lips. Her cunt gave a little twitch as she felt David's tongue begin licking it. Jo sighed contentedly as she felt Bill's tongue probing at her twat. She was glad that Jenny had given Bill this assignment. It was what he wanted, and she had instructed him well. She took hold of David's cock, kissed it, and licked the head.

They all started slowly. This was a community affair. Each knew that he or she had to help the other as much as possible, if all were to enjoy complete fulfillment. Within minutes, however, asses began to move, bodies began to writhe, and moans and groans filled the air.

David's tongue was probing deep into Jenny's cunt now. She reached down and pressed his face farther in between her legs. Automatically she stepped up her sucking of Bill's prick, reaching up and playing with his balls. Bill groaned in appreciation, and twisted his head sideways so he could get his tongue farther up Jo's twat.

And so it went all along the line. Each was transmitting the wonderful sensations they were receiving by their mouths. Jo was sucking David's cock smoothly, swallowing it, then bringing her lips back to the head, toying with it, then swallowing again. Once she almost lost Bill's tongue, so violent were the gyrations of her ass. But he grabbed her by the hips and yanked her twat back into his face.

Bill reached up and began fondling Jo's tits.

Jo played with David's balls, while David played with Jenny's tits and she toyed with his nuts.

On the whole, it was a most satisfactory operation. Everyone was enjoying himself to the utmost.

But suddenly Jenny uttered a loud moan, and her ass twitched violently. They all knew what the moan meant. She had started her orgasm. She was coming. The others quickened their paces. Jo felt David's cock begin to swell in her mouth. She knew that in a moment she'd feel the first spurt of his semen. She sucked his cock furiously, at the same time reaching down and pushing Bill's head between her legs. She knew that she would start hers any moment.

The boys were working diligently at their assigned cunts. Both were on the verge of coming themselves. Jenny had already swallowed Bill's cock far down her throat and was prepared to drink his semen.

Jenny peaked first. Her moans were loud and satisfying. She kept thrusting her twat violently into David's warm face.

Jo felt the first spurt of David's semen, and she began swallowing greedily. Her own orgasm was peaking. Bill was sucking gloriously, clutching both cheeks of her ass, trying to control her writhing.

Bill had long since begun pouring his semen down Jenny's throat. He groaned wildly, fucking her mouth even after the last spurt of semen had been ejaculated.

Then it was over. Mouths were pulled from cocks and cunts. Limp bodies fell to the floor in complete exhaustion.

After a while Jenny lifted her head and looked around. "Everybody happy?"

They all smiled and nodded.

Everybody was happy.

Chapter 7

Jo was becoming adjusted to her new job and her new surroundings. She was comfortably settled in the small office and was now assigned a fresh clean cottage all to herself instead of having to share one with Jenny. In her office she had her desk and bookshelves but, and this was a surprise, behind the desk was a smaller private room and a restroom all of her own.

The day before she had unpacked her books and other personal belongings. The books were now arranged on the shelves behind her desk. There were other books there, all of which had interesting titles. Most of them pertained to matters of psychology. Some of them she had read and she now resolved to read the others. She thought it would be interesting to read cases similar to her own-her passion for young boys. Today she was excited because she would begin her interviews with her problem students. She studied the list of names. The first three were twelve-year-olds who hadn't written to their parents, and the parents wanted to know why. At eleven o'clock an appointment was set up with a fifteen-year-old named Carl Billings who, of all things, had complained of being homesick.