Lara I
"Lower your voice," he said, "They'll hear us."
"Shut up," she said, shoving his head back between her legs.
Sitting on the edge of his desk, her naked legs were wrapped around his neck. Her crystal blue eyes were wide open and shining with ecstasy. She kept moaning his name and pulling his dark hair. As usual, his tongue had awakened a sense of maddening lust deep inside her. He kept devouring her, licking her lips, pushing her tongue inside her, causing her hole to tighten around his tongue.
His hands were groping her petite yet round butt cheeks, occasionally, spanking her. He could feel the soft, smooth skin of her thick thighs caressing his neck. His tongue was moving up and down inside her rapidly; it was rubbing against her G-spot. Slapping her ass, he earned himself a lustful moan.
"I'm close," she barely made the words out.
Her body started convulsing. She fell back and laid on the desk, curling her back. She kept gasping and moaning, pulling his hair like a madwoman. It came like an explosion, like a combustion; she felt it in her belly, and before she knew it, her eyes rolled back, her breath cut out, and she flooded his face. Afterwards, she was breathing rapidly, trying to catch her breath.
He got up and took his handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping her juices off of his face. She was still laying on the desk, with her legs hanging from the edge. Her white shirt was wet with sweat, making her black bra visible underneath. She was in another world, her mind blanking, her legs numb. He bent over the desk and embraced her. She was still shuddering.
"Enjoying yourself?" he whispered in her ear.
"You have no idea," there was clear exhaustion in her voice.
His lips brushed against her, his arms cradling her. She could taste herself on his lips. His hands slipped underneath her shirt and crawled under her bra; his long fingers wrapped themselves around her small, round, and juicy breasts. She was too exhausted to make any moves; she just laid back and let him have his way. His fingers moved with passion, caressing her breasts, squeezing them, gently scratching them. Her body jumped when he pinched her nipples. He smirked and pushed his lips against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck lazily and pushed her tongue into his mouth.
When he pinched her nipples harder than before, her right hand reached between his legs and grabbed his junk.
"Aren't you excited?" she whispered in his ear.
He pulled his arms out of her shirt and grabbed her wrists, placing them above her head and holding them down with one hand, while his left hand grabbed her neck and tightened around it.
"You need to learn your place," he said with an authoritative tone.
She giggled and defiantly said, "Who's gunna teach me? You?"
He grabbed her by the hips and forcefully turned her around, slamming her belly onto the desk. He grabbed her thighs and spread her legs open. Her toes were barely hitting the floor. Being only 157-cm-tall, she was short compared to him who was 186. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom; he held it next to her face. She bit the edge of it and held on to it; in turn, he pulled it hard, ripping the package open.
