Roy Manning - Secretary in heat

"I want you to eat me first," she said huskily. "Eat my pussy, then fuck me."

"Sure," he whispered.

His tongue slid with slow sensuality down to her cunt. He pressed his mouth onto her cunt mound so that she could feel the warmth of his lips down there at her snatch. His tongue began laving her moist box, lapping up the delicious secretions. And pressing his lips tighter against her snatch, his tongue poked deeper so that he could kiss her pussy-lips.

Janet squealed, writhed, fingers clutching his thick hair. His deeply penetrating tongue drove her almost to the point of orgasm. Then he held her back, lapped his tongue back and forth across her hot sticky cunthairs.

Ummm, he was in experienced pussy-eater all right, she thought, giggling softly. He could make me last all afternoon like this.

So what if she did have to put out a few bucks. Whatever the cost it was worth it – wasn't it? And since she was paying, that meant she was in the driver's seat… in command.

His tongue began licking vigorously at her clit.

"Yes!" she cried, "like that!"

She clutched the back of his neck hard while her body convulsed in orgasm. He kept his face pressed to her pussy for several more long delicious moments. But he moved his tongue away from her sensitive clit until she had a chance to gain her second breath.

He lifted his handsome face and smiled up at her – his lips, his chin glistening with her cuntjuice.

"Wanna get fucked now?" he said. He knew this was the basic, right way to talk to wealthy clients.

"Yes!"

An exhilarating chill shot up her spine. His big cock entered her hungry juicy cunthole… plunged through quivering pussylips. And reached, almost, that hollow spot she felt deep inside her.