Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Stories
“So please… go down there and make me proud.”
To my surprise and delight she didn’t hesitate again. Mrs. Shayla, the elegant, respected administrator with the body that turned heads everywhere, dropped to her knees right there in her office.
I quickly unzipped my skirt and let it pool at my ankles, then hooked my thumbs into my soaked lace panties and slid them down my toned legs. My smooth, dripping pussy was right in front of her face.
She stared for a second, then leaned in. She wasn’t experienced, that much was clear but she was eager. She licked me like she’d seen in videos, broad strokes of her tongue up my slit, tasting my juices.