"Isn't she beautiful?" Carmen said.

Glen gazed up at Liz, his hand pumping up and down his long prick. "Shit, yes! Oh, wow, look at 'em!"

"What, darling?" Carmen asked. "Look at what?"

"Her tits," the boy muttered. A trickle of spit oozed from one corner of his mouth. His pink tongue flicked over his full, flushed lips.

Liz felt the boy's gaze on her nipples. Her nipples tingled, standing out like buds ready to flower.

Carmen reached up and gave Liz's tits a swing. Liz felt her tits swaying, jiggling. A shower of tingles flooded her cunt.

"Oh, man!" Glen said. He jumped up, hurling himself at Liz. His mouth, closed around Liz's left tit. The boy sucked furiously.

Liz nearly passed out. She felt dizzy, dazed. Hot, needlelike thrills shot through her tit. She threw her arms around the boy to steady herself. She had never felt a body so hot as this boy's.

Glen released her left tit. He muttered hotly. He sucked up her right nipple, sinking his teeth into it, munching on her nipple, Liz whimpered, wrapping her arms around the boy's brown head, hugging him to her. Something hard, hot, and silky prodded her thigh – the boy's cock, desperate to get inside her pussy. Liz was flushed from head to toe with lust. Her strength was returning, her mind, her will. Suddenly, she knew exactly what she wanted.

She pulled the boy's head up to her face, kissing him hard on the lips and sucking the breath out of him. She gazed into his brown eyes in love immediately. The boy had the same lust-crazy eyes as had her first lover. She could never forget those eyes, could never forget that first intense fuck he had, given her, and now it seemed to be happening again. It was as if she were reliving her first fuck session.

She held Glen's head in her hands. His pageboy style hair half-covered his eyes. His nostrils were flared, lips parted. His breath felt warm on her face, smelled sweet. Carmen was right – he was an angel, a stud. And he was so handsome, so pretty.