Morning Musings

Guest Blogger: Hunter Yorcliffe

"Don't look down!" I'm under your desk

between your smooth chocolate thighs...quietly unfastening your pants. "Keep working!"

I can feel the heat from your pussy warming my lips, nose and cheeks as I lean in closer, and closer...

The scent of your femininity becomes more prevalent as your body opens and lubricates in anticipation of my ensuing caress.

I whisper softly,

"Lift that fine ass up a little bit, Mama." 

"ALEXA! Play Maxwell,  'Stop the World.'"

I pause... just for a moment, for a visual feast of the flower I've been desiring to kiss ever...so...gently.

I lick my lips just before I open them slightly and  place them around your clit. I suck it softly as I caress it gingerly, in slow, counterclockwise circles,  with the tip of my wet tongue. Again, I begin to whisper,  "I'm so hungry,  Mama, I need you to feed me every drop of that sweet nectar...coat my tongue with it and make it flow down my throat."

I begin to massage your now wet and throbbing pussy, slowly, up one side, over your clit, then down the other...sliding my tongue inside you....flicking your g-spot with my hooked tongue. 

"Give me what I need, Mama... Feed me!"

I feel your legs start to tremble.... your clit getting harder, like it's about to explode, your pussy lips engorging with blood, making your peach protrude even more. "Mmmm, that pussy is so phat!"

Then, your ass lifts off of your chair....your back arches like a bow about to shoot an arrow. I open my mouth wide to give you a target.  Your pussy squeezes hard as you shoot your nutt all over my face and down my throat. I swallow hard and lick and suck the rest from your pussy....making sure to clean you well and not to let a drop get wasted.  Mmmmm!

"Same time tomorrow, baby?"