At best she should probably save the majority of it for the baby, so she was a lot more cautious this time with Juliette's big boobs, mostly concentrating on the milk swollen flesh instead of the nipples, and when she did take them into her mouth she made sure to suck on them as gently as possible. When there was something she decided to mostly concentrate on sliding her tongue around those nipples.
It had the same effect of making Juliette moan, groan and whimper in pleasure, at least at first. Of course it wasn't long before she started whimpering for more, making it clear this wasn't what she truly wanted. And while in the end Emily would always please Juliette she just couldn't resist lingering on her boobs for just a little longer, if only for the privilege of hearing to the begging become a little more frantic.
Emily even found it within herself to look up at her once scary boss and flash her a cheeky grin as her tongue concentrated on just circling around her right nipple until it looked like Juliette was going to cry louder than her baby.
"Lower. Mmmmm, please Emily, lower." Juliette had moaned initially, but then she quickly became desperate, "Please Emily, lower! Lower! I need more. I need you to fuck me! Mmmmm, only you. Please Emily, tongue fuck me! Fuck my little queer cunt with your dyke tongue! Do it! Please? Please Emily, I need it. I need you. Please, lower, mmmmm, lower, ooooooh, yes that's it, ohhhhhh God yes!"
Of course inevitably Emily started making her way south. She did it as slowly as possible, but the fact that she did it seem to please Juliette, at least for a little while. Taking full advantage of that Emily spent a few long minutes kissing over Juliette's belly, marvelling over how something so stretched could once again be so tiny in a matter of weeks.
She wasn't sure if Juliette had been pushing herself extra hard, or if it was just good genes, but it was impressive. Although Emily definitely missed Juliette's big belly, and she had loved to kiss it to show her just how beautiful she thought it was. Although there are other ways to show that, and as Juliette started complaining again Emily finally reached her destination and did the one thing she'd been thinking about all day.
Juliette barely got the chance to complain again before Emily stuck out her tongue and slid it over her pussy with a long, slow lick. This made Juliette let out a high-pitched cry followed by a long moan, making her very grateful that Avery had taken Cadence with them when he left, otherwise there was no way they could get through this without waking her.
It meant that Juliette could be as loud as she wanted, and she intended to be, because she wanted to let Emily know just how good she was making her feel, and that she loved every single second of the heaven that was her assistant licking her pussy. Which given she had just gone through childbirth seemed even more intense.
Every little lick seemed to set her cunt, and maybe her whole body, on fire. It was so intense that Juliette had to close her eyes so she could block out the sight of Emily between her legs, although that kind of backfired because again it just made what she was feeling that much more intense.
So she tried opening her eyes and staring at the ceiling, but she just couldn't resist looking down and seeing long brunette hair in between her thighs, and occasionally looking up to her for approval. Approval which Juliette was very happy to give, first in the form of moans, groans, whimpers and gasps of pleasure, then more direct verbal encouragement.
"Yessssssss, lick me! Lick my pussy! Oh God Emily, mmmmmm, it feels so good!" Juliette moaned happily, "Sooooooooo gooooooodddddddd, mmmmmm, more! Give me more! Mmmmm, give me more of that hot little tongue of yours Emily. Make me feel good. Fuck me, oh fuck me, aaaaaaahhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk, oh yes, that's it, oh Emily!"
She was unable to get out much else, or at least not much else which was coherent, because Emily started lingering on her clit. After the first lick Emily had avoided it, occasionally getting close but never touching it, then all of a sudden she was flicking it with several strokes, making Juliette squirm and lose her train of thought.
Emily then switched to gently brushing it with every other lick of Juliette's pussy, but the singer couldn't complain about that. Literally. The last few licks rendered her speechless. Also figuratively, because they reminded her just how much she liked a slow and gentle build up before her eventual orgasm. Which given that it was Emily, would be incredible.
There was a definite ache for a climax, which would only increase over the next few minutes, and Juliette knew it was only a matter of time before Emily had her begging like a desperate little lesbian whore for her orgasm, but she also knew it would be worth the wait. Also that it would be worth anything she'd have to do or say to get it.
Although Juliette tried to ignore that for now and enjoy the heaven that was her assistant eating her pussy. No baby, no pregnancy, no nothing could hold her back or distract from the heaven she was feeling, Juliette smiling in blissful happiness and reaching down to stroke the long brunette hair of her lover as she continued giving her what she so desperately needed.
Even when Juliette could feel herself coming down from that heaven she resisted the urge to demand, or more accurately beg, for her inevitable orgasm. Because that's exactly what it was, inevitable. Emily had proven that time and time again by fucking Juliette to the best climaxes of her life, and she had no doubt that this time would be no exception.
Partly because of all the wonderful build-up she was receiving right now, something Juliette constantly reminded herself as she came back down to earth, and then lower. Oh God, the need to cum became so overwhelming that it was like a pleasurable torture, and yet still Juliette resisted, which made her very proud of herself.
Of course she was never that patient, and inevitably Juliette whimpered, "Make me cum! Oh God Emily, ooooooooh Gooooodddddd make me cum! Please Emily? Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk yessssssss, I need to cum! I need you, my beautiful girlfriend, to make me cum. Oh yes, aaaaaahhhh fuckkkkkkkk, I need, mmmmmm, make me cum, oh fuck, oh God Emily!"
Unsurprisingly Emily didn't give her what she wanted right away even when she did start begging, Juliette was at least prepared for that. What she wasn't prepared for and took her completely by surprise was Emily making it worse by giving her even more pleasure, enough to send her to the edge of orgasm, but never allowing her to go over that edge.
How did she do that? Simple, by lingering on her clit with her tongue, and taking it into her mouth and sucking on it. As Juliette began begging more and more frantically Emily switched between these two things, to the point where Juliette actually wondered whether this would be the first time she'd be left unsatisfied, and as unlikely as that thought was it was enough to scare her into getting really desperate.
"For God sakes Emily, make me cum!" Juliette screeched, "Make me fucking cum! Do it! Oooooooh fuck, do it now! Mmmmmmm, I can't take it anymore. I need to cum! Please? For the love of God, please Emily, fuck me! Ohhhhhhh yesssssss, fuck me with your beautiful little tongue. Oh yes, fuck me! Tongue fuck me, mmmmmm, fuck me like a dyke slut! Oh my God, ram that tongue of yours inside me and make me cum! Make me cum, make me cum, make me fucking cum, oh fuck! Oh God! Oh Emily! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk, ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Gooooooooooddddddddddd, mmmmmmmm yeeeeeeeeeessssssssss, fuck me!"
After what was way too long in Juliette's opinion her assistant slid her tongue down to her entrance and then after a few long torturous seconds of teasing shoved her tongue as deep inside her as it would go, instantly triggering the kind of powerful climax Juliette had only ever had with her precious Emily.
That climax was quickly followed by another, and another, and another, Emily making her cum over and over again effortlessly, like she always did. In the process Juliette became a writhing mess, screaming incoherently and backing her hips up into the other girl's face. It would have been embarrassing if Juliette could think coherently, but thankfully she couldn't, her entire world melting away until there was only pleasure.
Just before it did a blissfully happy smile crossed Juliette's face as she was reminded everything was worth it for this precious moment. The awkwardness between herself and Avery, and her manager. The crude remarks she'd have to deal with on Twitter, and from gossip magazines and TV shows. Most of all the possible end to her career which she'd spent so long building and preserving.
It was all worth it if she could just feel this way again. Or just be with Emily, because if she was being honest with herself, Juliette had to admit she would trade it all just for the privilege of having this wonderful woman as her girlfriend, and hopefully even her wife someday.
Emily was way too preoccupied with the present to be dreaming about the future as she was busy doing the most important thing in her life, making Juliette Barnes, the woman she loved, cum as hard and fast as possible. And swallow as much of that precious liquid as possible.
It was shamefully more the latter at first, Emily pulling out her tongue and wrapping her lips tightly around Juliette's entrance she could selfishly swallow every drop of cum that the other girl had to give her. She then repeated that process when she made Juliette cum again, which was pretty easy now that Emily had her all worked up, and her previous experience let her know just how to get it done.
