I'll be thinking about discreetly hiding under your desk so I can have a taste of that delectable warmth.
Hmmm, you tucked neatly under my desk (it's a big desk- you'll have room :-) ) my blue dress today tugged up around my hips, with my legs thrown over your shoulders opening up my soft folds for your skilled tongue to snake it's way in and out, making me squirm in my chair, as you revel in the fact I have to keep a straight face with clients as you lap at my wetness from below, knowing you are driving me wild...
My tongue not only focusing on your delicious folds of wetness, but also tasting every inch of your inner thighs. Licking back and forth - leaving my own trails of wetness from my hungry tongue - always coming back to your inviting home - the tip of my tongue slowly licking up and down each of your engorged lips - lightly venturing inside your even wetter hole to retrieve some of that delectable essence - eventually finding it's way to your throbbing clit, slowly and lightly licking around and around it as your hands clamp down on the edges of your desk trying to maintain composure.
Ahhhhh, I love it. That thrill of having to keep composure while wanting to scream out!!
You dipping your tongue into my warm hole, the sweetness rolling onto your tongue like nectar. You notice my hips pushing up to meet your hungry mouth. Spreading my legs as far as my skirt will let me as an offering to you. Wider, wider- thighs shaking around you.
And as your inviting thighs spread out, I accept your invitation and bring the hunger of my entire tongue to the delicious task of slowly tongue fucking your hot, wet pussy. My mouth pressed firmly against your lips as my tongue pushes it's way deeply inside of you, then back out and again inside. Over and over again. Tasting your entire musky essence. Your juices smearing my face. My fingers pulling your lips even wider so my tongue can go even deeper.
The most feminine part of my being, splayed out for you to feast on. My hard little bud twitching, jealous of the attention you are giving my sopping wet pussy. Your tongue moving in and out, faster and faster and your fingers hold my lips open wide.
Your tongue, now coated in my sweet juices, travels south to my tight rim. I gasp at first, my body tensing, as you smile, seeing the effect you have on me. Your soft yet firm hands move out to my hips as to coax my legs open further, giving you access to both holes. Good thing everyone in the office is out to lunch and we can close the doors... Alone at last...
You scoot your tush down further in the seat, desiring - craving - electricity coursing through your body in expectation of my tongue exploring your darkest and tightest of areas. My thumb slides inside of your pussy, thoroughly enjoying the moist sensations it leaves behind so that it can focus on your clit while the very tip of my tongue begins rimming you - circling your dark hole - moistening it for it's further passage of exploration.