“This is what you want, isn’t it?” I asked him as I shimmied my dress up to show him my white lace p
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” I asked him as I shimmied my dress up to show him my white lace panties. His eyes went wide for a moment then focused on my cloth covered pussy.“What if…”he began in a soft voice that was ripe with doubt, but his actions were confident as slowly traced down my thighs suggestively.“If we get caught?” I answered for him and watching him nod as he continued to touch my legs. “Who’s going to catch us? No one is here but you and me,” I said as I stood up and sat on my desk as he guided me towards the edge of the desk.I reached under my dress and pulled my panties down my legs. He watched as I pulled the fabric free, leaving me bare before him.“I mean, my wife…” he stammered as his eyes fixed on my pussy.“Can have you back once I’m done with your tongue,” I assured him as he moved closer situating himself between my legs as he slid his hands under my skirt. They ran along the outside of my things before slipping along the soft inside. “Just one lick?” I asked him as innocently as I could manage. I leaned back, parting me legs before him, inviting him closer. He hesitated for a moment. I reached over placing a hand upon his silky hair to guide him where I wanted him to be. “Maybe just one lick,” he murmured conceded almost to himself as he pressed close. I could feel him breathe me in right before I felt his tongue lick my slit before plunging deep then swirling inside me. A low moan escaped his lips, hinting at how long he had been denied as he tasted the salt and sweet of my pussy on his tongue.That sound of surrender told me he was mine. -- source link