His fingers went immediately to the erect little stems of her aching nipples, the milking and massaging gestures forming the perfect counterpart to th... actions of his madly laving tongue below, in the valley of her crotch.As Sam Slade's tongue snaked along the coral slit of her chaste little pussy, expertly locating the tiny clitoris and giving it special attention, Jennifer felt as if her soul was suspended somewhere between the elusive heaven of explosive sexual release and the burning hell. On this particular occasion, he had told Ade that he had a massive hard on, and had been thinking about me all week, laid out in front of him, pulling my hairy gash open for his pleasure. His balls, he had told Ade, were achingly full, and that he was really looking forward to a good wank over me. His daughter had been out for half an hour or so before he got the usual text from Ade. When he had been stroking himself for quite a while, and was right into watching me doing myself, followed by me. I picked it up and said hello. ‘Good morning, Mrs. Lynch, this is Isabella De Carlo. I’m calling from Mr. Blackwell’s office.’ I’d never heard of either of them. ‘Hello, Miss De Carlo, how may I help you?’ ‘Mr. Blackwell would like to see you immediately, do you know where we’re located?’ ‘I’m afraid not.’ ‘Take the elevator up to the top floor, we’re in the executive suite.’ A million thoughts raced through my mind as I rode the elevator up. I had no idea what I was walking into but I was. I breathed heavily as I felt his breath on my pussy, his hands sliding up my thighs and squeezing my ass, before I felt his tongue lap at my pussy. A loud moan escaped my lips, which he was sure to muffle, as a big hand reached up and covered my mouth.“Can't have mommy and daddy hearing, can we,” he whispered before plunging his tongue into me, tasting my wet cunt. His tongue rubbed my clit and I moaned even louder, causing him to stop. He grabbed my wet panties and forced them in my mouth to.