She felt his hot moist breath on her pussy and she gurgled in anticipation. She'd read a lot about sex and love-making, and she'd learned that oral sex was very popular, but she'd never allowed a man to go that far with her. She really didn't trust herself. Now she could relax and do whatever she wanted. She was a married woman, and she and her husband could do every wild and kinky thing in the book.

Mark moved her legs even wider apart, then lifted them and draped them over his broad shoulders. Her glistening pink cunt was completely open to him. It was another first for Monica, the first time anyone had seen her pussy. But she wasn't blushing. Her lust had overpowered her shyness. She watched Mark jam his flushed face against her gash, and then she felt incredible pleasure as his stiff tongue contacted with swollen flesh.

"Unnhhhh, Mark, I love it," she groaned.

His tongue was all over, stimulating every inch of her cunt, exploring every curve and fold. Everywhere he tongued her it felt great, far beyond what she could do for herself with her fingers. His whipping tongue was hot, wet and slick, and he used it expertly. Monica began to cream steadily and uncontrollably, soaking his face with the thick pearly liquid.

"Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh," she panted.

She'd just never felt a pleasure to equal this. Mark's big wet tongue swirled and lashed all over her swollen pussy, giving her hot stabs of pleasure, lapping up her tangy cream. She clawed the bed in her frenzy of sensation, and she greedily thrust her hot pussy against his face, seeking even more delicious friction. Mark lathered her whole gash with his hot spit before concentrating on one small spot, the most sensitive spot of all. She sobbed in ecstasy as his stiff tongue tip began to circle her clit.

"Ohhhh, baby, yes," she moaned, "keep doing that, I'll come for sure."