He was a dirty, dirty boy, down there. The big hunk with the snake tattoos was also down on his knees, licking my pussy, which he had spread indecentl... wide, popping out my clitty, which was as hard as a small shiny pink jelly bean, and the bastard was alternating between giving me the licking out of the century and finger friggin my sopping demanding pussy at break neck speed.Of course I ‘came’ hard. I did a rare small fem-ejaculation squirt as the cunning prick brought my G-spot into play. Oh. The smell of her juices mixed with my cum unbelievably toxic. My fingers were by now caressing the outlines of her exposed pussy lips (as her g string strip had been devoured by now). Her face had ecstasy spelt all over it. Her eyes closed, she moaned softly egging me on.My fingers locked around the flimsy straps of her g string and started pulling it downwards slowly, leaving her skirt in place. The straps reached to the middle of her thighs while the g string strip was still lodged in her. But when I get there, I will forget that John Smith, or Ivan Kovalyov, or whoever you are ever existed. The sad fact is that I thought that you were ‘the one’. But then again, I am just a foolish little girl who should have known better.”With that, I rose as graciously as I could, with no tears. He started to get up, but Sir Alex put a hand on his arm. I said with formality, “Thank you Sir Alex. I will await your call for my next assignment.” Then I walked as dignified as possible out of the. She wasn't going to let him get away with whatever he had done. Her rage boiled as she waited and she was just about to bash in the door when he finally opened the door.She tried not to make a scene but all of her anger was focused on him. "How did you do that," she asked hoping she wasn't yelling."It's just a little bit of magic," he responded without pause and completely calm."What sort of answer is that," she stated trying not to let her arm act without her permission but she wanted to slog.