...lobes of her buttocks in his hands and pulling her to his eager mouth.
Bart probed deeper and deeper into his sister's pussy, running his tongue between her delicate furrows. Lisa was sopping wet by this time, and Bart occasionally stopped his delvings into her tender snatch long enough to lap up the stray juices, running his tongue from the bottom of her soft ass to the top of her hooded clit.
This continued until Bart allotted more attention to the upper portions of her vulva, discovering her clitoris. Lisa squeaked as his tongue lapped at the sensitive region. She squirmed and squealed in ecstacy as her brother gleefully tongued her with abandon.
Lisa's breathing became ragged, and she felt the warning signs of a powerful orgasm tingle through her crotch and nipples. She stroked the sides of her hips as she began to buck, her brother's tongue continuing to dart into her honey pot.
"Oh....Oh...OH!" she moaned as she thrashed about on the bed; "There, Bart!" she encouraged. "Yes! There, Bart!" she panted as Bart teased her clit further. "OH, _YES_ BART!" she gasped as with a loud groan she lurched, climax consuming her young frame.
Bart felt the floodgates open before him, and eagerly he drank from his sister's naked fountain. Wave after wave pulsated through her soft pussy as Bart lapped up every drop.
He withdrew his tongue...