"I know you do," Patsy said, answering the question for him. She swayed, the booze making her raunchy, light-headed. "Gretchen told me that you love sucking her tits. When she told me I creamed and dreamed about you that night. I couldn't wait until I got a husband to suck my tits." Patsy winked. "Now I have you too." She came forward, a voluptuous sex kitten, blatantly displaying herself to her sister's husband. "Lick 'em, Ray." It was the purr of a small kitten ready to play. "Lick 'em." The young blonde offered her tits to him, holding a heaping serving of lush tittie meat in each hand.

Ray couldn't refuse. He sat up, her tits at his eye level. He opened his mouth, brought his hand to her creamy flesh, and squeezed. Patsy shoved a large nipple into his mouth.

"Ooooo, Ray," she crooned dreamily. She was creaming the bikini panties that hid her pussy from Ray's eyes. "Ooooo, Ray, suck! Suck 'em hard."

Voraciously, he sucked the large fleshy titmounds and whipped his tongue over the hard nipple. He kneaded the pliant flesh, relishing the hot silky texture. His fingers mauled the jello-like flesh as he dined on first one tit, then the other.

"Ohhh, Jesus Christ!" Patsy squealed in delight. "Gretchen was right. You can suck tits! Holy shit!" She was out of her skull. Booze and passion were a bubbling concoction that had her reeling.

"Ohhhh, chew 'em up, Ray. Ohhhh!" She shoved more of her tits into his sucking mouth, smothered his face with her pillowy softness. "Ooooo, I feel it in my pussy!" Her cunt contracted and pulsed each time he sucked and gnawed. "God, you're driving me insane!"

Her hips rocking, she scratched her nails through his thick brown hair and over the back of his taut neck, pressing him tighter between the soft cushions of her overripe tits.

"Oooo, Ray! Bite! Bite!"

Ray obliged the moaning little vixen. His hand mangled a tit, and she screamed. His teeth chomped on the jiggling flesh and erect tit-tips, and she squealed. He gasped and came up from the fleshy mountains.