"Ohhhhhhh, God, Larry, ohhhhhhh," she moaned as his tongue made sudden, electric contact with her cunt.

She'd never felt anything like it. The pleasure was almost blinding. Larry used the pointed tip of his tongue to rim and flick her cunt, and each touch was ecstasy. Lisa dug her nails into the sheet, closed her eyes tightly, and whimpered with delight. She'd never done anything to herself with her fingers that could compare with this.

"I love it, honey, don't stop," she moaned. "I'll do it as long as you want it, sugar," Larry said hoarsely. "All night, if you want."

Ten years was more like it, as far as Lisa was concerned. It was the mast heavenly sensation she'd ever felt in her life. Larry used his tongue tip expertly, spinning it around and around the tender shaft of her clit, giving her a continuous buzz of pleasure. She began to cream and couldn't stop. The molten liquid poured from her cunt and down her ass crack to puddle on the bed.

She kept her eyes tightly closed, blotting out everything but the wonderful sensations she was getting from her husband's hotly rimming tongue. She realized she was soaking his face with her pussy cream, but there was no way she could control it. He was getting off on it, anyhow, because she could hear him gobbling up the tangy liquid like it was nectar.

His tongue sped faster and faster around her lust-engorged clit, till Lisa was whimpering and hovering on the brink of climax. Greedily he arched her body and pushed her nearly-bursting cunt harder against his tongue. She felt like she'd go crazy if she didn't get off right away. She'd never experienced such urgent desire before.

"Ohhhh, Larry, make me come, honey," she sobbed. "I'll die if I don't come."

His response was instant and expert. He shoved his big hands under her lustily churning, ass, gripped the hot little globes, and held her still so that he didn't have a moving target. Then he jammed his lips down onto her clit and started sucking. Lisa let out a helpless yelp of ecstasy and almost flew off the bed.