Teasing. I bent my head just above her clit, so she could feel my breath on her skin.
She pushed her hand into my hair, grabbing a fist full and tried to push my head into her lap. I willing obliged and pushed my tongue against her waiting clit.
I felt another hand grab my hair and pull my head back, away.
“Sasha, lay on the table.” He commanded, she got up, as she did she struggled to walk, and he told me to help by removing her leggings and knickers, still on my knees I shuffled over to her and did as I was told.
Fully naked, Sasha lay on the table, her ass perched on the edge, so I could reach her. She propped herself up on her elbows and smiled at him.
“Hand me her knickers and stand up.” He said.
I took her black lace knickers and held them out to him. He took them and told me to turn around to face Sasha. I felt my wetness drip down my leg.