Justin held her firmly to the bed, laughing at her, kissing her body in places even her husband never touched. And then she could feel the slick surfaces of her cunt rubbing together. In another moment, Betty felt Justin's tongue wetting her all over. He was gasping and moving his strong body against the sagging mattress while he drew his tongue up under her cunt mound and set off a sexual fire that nearly knocked her unconscious.

"Uhhhhh!"

Betty opened her mouth, gasping in air while she shut her eyes tight and concentrated on the hot, wet licking bathing her cunt again and again. Betty tensed her thighs, rocking them up and down, bouncing her naked ass against the bed while clawing at the air. He was touching her in all the right places.

"God, God, God!" Betty moaned.

It was unreal. Betty tried fighting through the red fog that had settled over her brain. But she fell back once again, gasping and rutting under Justin's oral attack. She was opening her cunt to him, forgetting all about her son.

Justin was going wild, his tongue gently licking over the tender inner flesh of her thighs. Each lap brought more floods of juice from her cunt. It was a wonderful licking friction, made more delicious by the feeling of his mustache tickling her clit.

"Ohhhhh, you're so-so good, Justin! Oh, it, do it to me!"

Betty rolled her hips from side to side, feeling the boy's long tongue sucking around her inner cuntlips. He was rubbing the tip against her.

Betty's breath caught, her legs shivering at his touch while her fingers clawed through Justin's thick blond hair.

"No, don't do that – no, don't make me cum, no don't make me cum yet!"

"Oh man, oh man, you're one hot woman, Betty!" Justin whispered, drawing back and wiping his mouth with the back of one hand.