I tried unsuccessfully to ignore the hardening of my nipples. She has this way of creeping into my thoughts and taking over.
Willing my mind to focus on the emails that I needed to reply to, I shifted in my chair and stretched out my back. I manage to type 3 emails coherently before my mind drifted off to imagine my tongue gently gliding over the folds of her dripping pussy. Her clit, hard and swollen, begging for my tongue’s attention. I grip on to the thighs that are nestled on either side of my head and pulled the delicious honey pot closer to me. My tongue snakes out and dips deep into the folds and I sigh as the exquisite taste of her hits my taste buds.