"Do it, Perry," she breathed, pushing his head down. "Do it to me like that!" The idea of having a male licking between her white thighs had absolutely devastated her. She had to have it done now! She wouldn't let Perry escape this night without feeling what it was like. She'd heard stories. Now she had to know. But would shy, nervous Perry dare such a thing?

"Abby, I want you so bad!"

"Then do that to me! Ohhh hurry!" She wiggled her body in the grass, throwing her thighs wide. Her dress scooted up around her waist as she forced Perry's head down. She could smell her own musk, the flooding excitement of her body! She writhed and moaned, digging her long fingers deeper in his hair now as she tried to pull his lips against the drenched silk of her pantycrotch.

"God, I've never done anything like… Abby… Ohhh God, you smell so nice!"

"Do it," she rasped, tilting her hips up sharply, her right sandal flopping off. With a grunt of excitement Perry began to lick the white silk band that clung to her outer lips. Abby widened her legs more, letting the inner petals of her cunt bloom outwards against the spit-soaked silk. Perry felt the raw flesh through the pantycrotch. She knew he could feel it! And in his excitement, he was gouging the silk aside with a shaking finger.

"Abby! Oh God, I love you Abby!" His tongue divided the heavy lips of her pussy and she choked a cry of pleasure, both sandals kicked off now, her heels digging wildly at the lawn. She rocked her hips, opening her blossoming folds to be licked. She couldn't even yell out her enjoyment it was so intense. Instead she just gurgled quietly, plunging and rubbing her dripping pussy against her shy lover's tongue and teeth and chin. He was obviously new at the game. But Abby had never been eaten out before, so it didn't matter. She could feel him trying to hit the right places and even when he missed the sensations were electrifyingly good.