Linda waited breathlessly, hoping that Frank would suck Marcia's pussy again. She waited to see more. It wasn't long before he swooped down on Marcia's cunt again.

His tongue extended out of his mouth. He began lapping up and down the dripping wet gulch of his wife's pussy. Marcia groaned with each stroke of Frank's tongue.

Linda wondered what it would feel like to have a tongue licking up and down between her cunt lips. Just the thought of it made her shudder. She knew she would come like crazy if that was ever done to her.

Her fingers massaged her sopping cunt as she listened to Marcia's moans coming from the other side of the fence.

"Oh, God!" Marcia cried. "Suck my pussy! Suck me out!"

Marcia's hands were at the backs of her knees now, pulling her legs back to completely expose her crotch. Frank rubbed his face up and down and around over the sopping meat of her cunt. He drilled his tongue into her dripping cunt hole.

"Oh, Frank!" she cried. "Jesus Christ!"

Marcia bucked her hips, fucking at his face. She gasped. Her fingers clutched his hair.

"Oh, Jesus, I'm coming!" Marcia wailed. Frank continued sucking. Linda trembled as she watched Marcia convulse in an orgasm. The chaise tongue shook back and forth as Marcia pumped her pussy.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Marcia cried. "Oh, dear God!"

When it was finally over, Frank pulled his face away from Marcia's crotch. He wiped his mouth and looked up at her.

"How was that?" he asked.

"Oh, honey!" Marcia moaned. "That was wonderful!"

She straightened her legs out and pulled her dress down. They were sitting there now and talking as though nothing had happened. Linda continued peering through the hole in the fence, wondering if what she had seen had been real or some crazy dream.