I wanted to touch her boobs, but didn’t want to seem a despo, so I brought my hands from her back and started touching her hands upto her shoulders,...her neck, held her face in my hands and madly kept smooching her. I brushed her hair with my fingers . Then we broke the smooch to catch for breath and realise how hot was it! She said “oh my god tanishq!” .I leaned back and placed my lips on hers and this time placed my hands on her stomach, I had butterflies in. My stomach. I wanted to lift her. I stood up and pulled her further down the bed until her legs were hanging off. Her pussy was flush to the end of the bed. She had a dazed faraway look from all of my pussy licking. I lifted her legs in the air and stuffed my face back into that tight slit. I licked her up and down, and stuck my tongue as far in as I could into that tightness. I fucked her pussy with my tongue. I bit on her hairs. I sucked on her tight lips. I got her so worked up and then I went lower and licked the soft area. As Mr. Gibson, still sittingdown wiping his hands off, tried to regain his composure I ordered him tostand the fuck up and turn around. Reluctantly he stood up and asked why.With a swift slap across the mouth I turned around and bent him over hisdesk. Don't you ever ask me why motherfucker! His head hit the desk witha loud thud and I grabbed his pants by the belt and ripped them down. Holding him by the back of his neck with my left hand I smacked hispale white ass with my right. You ready. She had a puzzled look on her face, as if deep in thought. "You are looking so beautiful right now. I don’t understand; why do you need clothes?" I commented. "Very funny!" She replied punching my shoulder. "Now seriously, tell me which one I should wear?" She asked, scratching her head. I stepped up behind her, put my arms around her and cupped her naked tits in my hands. With my forefingers, I gently caressed her tender nipples. “Hmmm, that feels so nice, but I still want you to say which.