At once her ass lunged forward off the couch. She thrust her cunt against the boy's face and groaned out her pleasure. "Oh-h-h my-y-y-y God-d! Oh God… it's soo good-d!"

Things were going farther faster than Martha could keep up with. It had started with a few kisses that in themselves had been enough to scatter the tendrils of her self-control. It had seemed all right to allow herself just the fleeting joy of savoring the boy's warm responsive mouth. His hand on her tits had been so gentle.

She had never expected anything so awesome as his dropping to his knees to give her a blowjob. But now that it was happening, she realized how wantonly she craved the tender pressure of his tongue licking up along her hot cunt-flesh. Her husband never bothered to do this thing for her, though he often made her suck his cock. She had come to resent sucking his cock, and to wonder what was wrong with her that he never wanted to kiss her pussy the way he had in the old days.

The boy's lusty moans of appreciation reassured Martha that there was nothing wrong with her. The boy was enjoying eating her pussy. He was licking in greedy frenzy at the flaring opening to her cunt. Each time his tongue pressed against her hole, a little more moisture seeped out for him to lick up. Martha thought her cunt had never felt so good. The boy's touch was so tender, yet so filled with passion. With the skills of his mouth, he was making Martha feel like a wild, wanton woman again. Full-blooded and desirable.

She realized just how much she loved to have her pussy eaten!

Caring nothing for the depravity of her situation, Martha released herself totally to the urgent abandon of the moment. She spread her thighs wide and reached to stroke the dark head that labored there so ardently. She pulled his face in closer to her cunt and ground her pussy against him. She did not feel shy about doing it. Wine and the elixir of lust had made her bold. And she could see with her own eyes that the boy loved everything she was doing. She could feel through her tingling twat the fiery assault of his tongue working up and down along her snatch.