The Wives of Beverly Row 2: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks Page B

the camera still in front of him.
    She reached forward and pulled him down onto the bed. Finally, the camera stopped clicking, and with it, the flashes of light ceased. For a moment she was blind. She knew Kyle would be too. She raised her feet up into the air and brought them down on Kyle’s shoulders. Then she pulled him forward by the collar of his shirt so that his face was right in front of her pussy.
    This was the moment of truth. This was the moment everything had been building up to. It was the moment of greatest risk. This was the last chance Kyle would have to turn things around. After this, the deal would be done.
    “I’m going to teach you how to eat a woman,” she said.
    Trudy waited with bated breath. She couldn’t see anything. She couldn’t see Kyle’s reaction. But then she felt it. She felt the soft, succulent touch of his young, wet lips on her pussy. His tongue lapped at her clit like the tongue of an eager, playful young puppy. She put her hand down on the back of his head, his rich, soft hair curling around her fingers, and pressed his face down into her cunt.
    “That’s it,” she sighed as she fell back against the pillows, her legs stretched in the air over his shoulders.
    She didn’t have to teach Kyle a thing. It came as naturally to him as breathing. He sunk his slippery, wet tongue deep into the mouth of her pussy and lapped up every bit of juice she gave him. His face was soaking wet and he didn’t care. Trudy didn’t care either. The deliciousness of it was overwhelming. This was Veronica’s little boy who was sucking her clit, bringing her so close to orgasm that she could feel the trembling in her stomach muscles already. The naughtiness of it just served to heighten her pleasure. She felt so bad and so good at the same time. She pushed Kyle’s face down into her cunt and he sucked on it like only a high school boy ever could. That was something about men, they were only really eager to please, they were only this eager to please, when they were so very young.
    She lifted her back and her ass off the bed.
    “Lower,” she said. She wanted him to lick her anus too. She wanted him to lick everything, to suck and eat everything she had, just the way she had done for her husband for those long twenty-two years of marriage. She wanted to be repaid in full for all the services she’d ever been forced to provide for that old man. This was her revenge. This was her time to get even.
    Kyle paused. Maybe he hadn’t understood her.
    “Lower,” she said again and pivoted up from the bed so that he could reach her anus. “Lick everything .”
    Kyle still didn’t know what to do. He drove his tongue deep into her pussy, so far that Trudy was surprised he could even reach that deep. But it wasn’t enough for her. She pulled his head up. The room was dark with the curtains drawn but not so dark they couldn’t see each other.
    “I’m all yours, Kyle,” she said and licked his mouth. She was hungry for him. She wanted every inch of him inside her, but not yet. First she wanted to receive what she had for so many years been forced to give. She wanted to take what she felt she deserved.
    She turned around on her knees and pulled her butt cheeks open, exposing the ring of anal muscle to Kyle. Kyle said nothing.
    “Lick it,” she said.
    She leaned forward and waited, and then she felt it, his willing, lapping, puppy tongue, hungrily sliding all over her anus. He licked around her anus in circles, he licked over it in rapid, flicking motions of his tongue, he even pressed into it, forcing his tongue inside it. She reached back and forced his face against her ass cheeks, moaning in pleasure.
    Then she turned around and pulled off his shirt and shorts. His young, smooth penis was so ready for her. The tip looked like a tomato that was so fresh it was about to burst. She was going to bend down to it and suck it but she stopped herself. She’d sucked enough cock in her life. This wasn’t