Randy arched up, humping into his hand and jacking off, moaning with abandon.

"That drives me nuts! Every time you suck it sends electricity through my cock. It's like all my toes are cocks. If you sucked 'em long enough I could get off without touching my prick, with just you sucking on my toes."

Kathy shoved her right hand down between her thighs, rubbing between her pussylips as she sucked the youth's hot toes, playing with her clit and sliding a finger up into her cunt. Her spit ran down the boy's soles, down his tanned insteps. She licked his insteps clean, her tongue rippling over tendons and veins. She licked up his shins and at the sides of his calves, which glistened with downy, golden hair. She moved up, kissing his knees, nuzzling and licking his inner thighs. She could smell his balls, and her hand jerked faster between her thighs.

"Don't lick my balls yet," the boy said. "I want my armpits and nipples done first, and my belly."

Her hand working between her legs, pussycream dribbling down her inner thighs, Kathy moved up over the brown-skinned boy, driving her nose into his exposed right armpit and inhaling his masculine scent. She groaned, lapping at the sweaty tuft of blond armpit hair. She kissed his right nipple and sucked on it, did the same to his left nipple, nuzzled down into his left armpit and sucked it clean. The boy moaned, beating his cock, squirming under the assault of Kathy's hot lips and tongue.

"Baby, do it!" Randy panted. "Suck out my armpits, lick my belly! Oh yeahhhhhh!"

Kathy groaned loudly, letting herself express her hunger, her lust, as she'd never dared to with Otto. Otto would have called her sick, perverted, if she'd ever tried doing to him what she was now doing to Randy, or if she'd ever gotten carried away while they were fucking and let herself go completely. With Otto she had to contain her sexual desire, had to keep it under control, could never get too wild. With Randy, she knew she could let herself go completely, could say or do anything.