She pressed the back of his head down suggestively toward her tits. She felt herself sinking into the mattress as he sucked like an infant on her nipples, his fingers squeezing and caressing her mounds.

His tongue then trailed down the valley separating her boobs, leaving a wet line that curled down to her bush triangle. He positioned his head between her thighs and she spread wide for him. He kissed her vulva and she moaned his name.

"My clit," she whispered, her eyes half closed. "Lick it with that wonderful tongue of yours. God, you're learning fast. You'll make a wonderful young lover…"

He pried open her dripping gash with thumb and forefinger, his eyes wide with curiosity. It was the first time he'd seen a woman's cunt up close. Her inner pussy flesh glistened and was a pinkish red, her fleshy folds vibrating with anticipation.

Ruth squirmed with delight, pressing her thighs against the sides of his head, locking him into position. Her heart was pounding furiously. She had never felt such overwhelming excitement before. Not even with her husband, who, she had to admit as much as she now hated him, had been incredible in bed, willing to do anything.

She now realized just how starved for sex she really was. Her body ached for the intimate touch of a man. She had never been particularly attracted to young boys, though she knew many women were, just as many men were attracted to young girls.

She found Bill far more exciting than any man she had ever had. His inexperience, his willingness to do anything, his adolescent awkwardness stimulated her – made her blood boil! She felt like a young girl again.

And he had such a beautiful body. The features of an Adonis!

She moaned, throwing her head back, as Bill's tongue gingerly entered her portal of pleasure, searching for her tear-shaped clitoris. He wrapped his tongue around it, tasting at the same time her sweet pussy juice and reveling in it. She could feel each and every pore of his tongue.