The Wives of Beverly Row 4: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks Read Free Book Online Page B

she was lying directly on his body. Her cunt was pressed up against his face and he continued to eat her even more vigorously than before. Now that she was lying directly on his face he just opened his mouth and began sucking on her pussy like it was a mouth that he was making out with. She could feel the flaps of skin of her clitoris being sucked into his mouth. His tongue lapped at the opening of her vagina, drinking up whatever juice oozed out of her. His face must have been soaking wet. She let her cunt grind against his face as he continued to suck on her, drinking her as if she was a delicious wine he was enjoying.
    Dean had no trouble lowering his face down on her ass. He continued to probe at her anus with his tongue, trying to stick it into her asshole.
    Trudy tried to resist orgasm for as long as she could. She wanted the pleasure of this moment to last forever. But as the two boys continued to suck and lick on her like wolves feeding, she was unable to resist any longer. Her head was resting on Gary’s hip. His erect penis was just inches from her hungry, wet mouth. Her soft lips were so close to his cock that she could have just opened her mouth and taken him into it. She wanted to but he’d told her not to and she didn’t want to disobey him. She got a thrill out of being obedient in situations like this.
    She stretched her tongue out and let it touch against the head of his throbbing cock. She wasn’t sure if he’d noticed but the excitement of touching that red, throbbing berry of flesh with her tongue was too much for her. She began to convulse in the excruciating pleasure of climax. Her orgasm came from her pussy and her anus at the same time and rushed through her like wildfire. She cried out and gasped as the two boys sucked and licked, faster and faster.
    “Oh my God,” she cried.
    The sound of her orgasm spurred on the boys and they sucked harder. She felt Dean’s tongue slide into the passage of her anus. She cried out again and again as her orgasm rushed through her body. As she reached her ultimate, convulsive climax, she felt tears running down her cheeks. She opened her eyes. She was dizzy with passion and satisfaction. At that moment, she wouldn’t have been able to get up if her life depended on it. Every muscle in her body was completely spent. She was exhausted and satisfied and blissfully, ecstatically happy.
    “Oh, thank you,” she sighed.
    “Don’t thank us yet,” Gary said. “We’re not finished.”
    Trudy was too weak to even wonder what they wanted to do to her next. She lay on her side as Gary got out from under her. He looked at Dean, a look so eager and expectant and excited that Trudy felt almost proud. She knew that she was giving these boys a night of pleasure unlike any they’d ever felt before in their lives. This would be something they’d remember on their deathbeds. She marveled at the idea that she could give these young kids a memory of such exquisite delight that they would probably remember it for the next sixty years or more. Long after she was dead, the memory of this night would live on in their minds. It might even be the last thing they thought of. It was almost like finding a sort of immortality.
    She looked at them as all those thoughts went through her mind. “What are you going to do to me next?” she said, still panting for breath as she lay on the bed.
    Gary got onto the bed next to her. He touched her breast. The stimulation of even that light touch was almost too much. She was tingling with sensitivity.
    He kissed her on the mouth. She let his tongue slide into her mouth but she hardly had the energy to return his kiss. He was lying next to her, his naked, muscular body just inches from her own. Despite the intense pleasure and stimulation she’d just been through, she found herself craving the feeling of his body against her own.
    “Get on me,” Gary said.
    Trudy looked into his eyes. She knew she was about to connect with him in the