"Ruth! Oprah! Come here."
"For the thousandth time, Mama, it's Orpah!"
"Orpah, Oprah, whatever. Listen girls – we need to chat. Now that all the menfolk are dead, there's not much point in you two hanging around. You're still young and hot enough to find new husbands.. But my loins are dried up. Don't waste your time with a old bag like me. I'm going back to Judah."
"Naomi, don't say that. You're still a very...attractive woman." Ruth raised her eyes, following the supple lines of her mother-in-law's thigh beneath her robe, up to her ample breasts and her luxuriant hair falling atop her shoulders. Though well into her forties, Naomi was still a looker. Ruth fought to keep the lustful gleam out of her eye. She and Orpah had married this woman's sons, but in fact Ruth had always secretly fantasized about the seductive older woman.
"Hush. No arguments. I have to get packing," said Naomi. "Give us a kiss and catch the next caravan out of this dust hole, while you still can."
"OK. Bye, Mama." Orpah gave her mother in law a quick peck on the cheek and wasted no time in making her getaway.
"Don't let the tent flap hit you on the way out," Naomi muttered. "Good riddance."
Ruth approached Naomi, who pulled the younger woman into an embrace. Ruth felt her head spin as she inhaled her mistress's musky fragrance and felt the warmth and softness of her curves. She felt Naomi's lips brush against her ear. "I've waited so long to finally be alone with you," the older woman whispered huskily. Ruth's insides melted at the words, and she pressed her body into Naomi's. Their lips met in a passionate kiss.
"I'll never leave your side," Ruth said. "I'll go wherever you go, I want so much to be with you." Naomi's robe fell open, exposing her still firm breasts, their nipples tightening in the cool evening air. Ruth seized one in her mouth, suckling it like a baby.
"Oh yes, sweetheart," Naomi moaned. "Let Mama take care of you."
She guided the younger woman to the bed, pushing Ruth's head down between her open legs. Ruth, eager to please and overwhelmed with longing, hungrily devoured Naomi's ***, lapping at it with her tongue and tasting the sweet nectar that poured forth. Naomi began to buck against Ruth's face as her climax approached.
"Mmmmm," Ruth purred, licking the glistening juices smeared on her face. "Your loins don't seem so dry to me.