Moving bright blonde hair to the side, I kiss your neck, working my way down each shoulder.
With your permission I move my hands down the perfection which proves God exists.
Slowly your white nylons fall down your legs.
With great care, I lower you onto your back.
Gently I rub your body.
Again, I seek your approval.
A nod encourages me onward.
With no hurry, I savor the journey, working my hands down to the spot which will bring us both intense pleasure.
My hands move, massaging the most incredible bit of heaven to which I have borne witness.
Your flesh easily opens.
Wetness allow a finger to slide inside.
Your legs part a bit more, inviting me to lower my head.
I give worship to my goddess.
My mouth nears, I pause.
A solitary finger glides in and out.
The anticipation is too great, I encircle your clit with my lips.
I suck, only with enough force to pull it slightly into my mouth.
I remove my finger and replace it with my tongue.
My hands move to your thighs, I push them back, opening you more.
My pace quickens.
Our breathing becomes rapid.
Moans escape .
A tremble moves through your body.
I pull you to the edge.
As you are coming I enter.
The quakes vibrate.
Before you complete your orgasm, mine begins.
A noise at the office door.
Under the desk you push me.
Out of sight I kneel.
You take your seat just as a patient opens the door.
I look up.
The leather of the seat dampens with moisture.
I reach and touch.
My hands massage your thighs.
Small nibbles I take from your knees.
The patient is now sitting on the other side.
He is discussing something with you, I can’t make out the words.
You hold the shutter as my finger slips past slight resistance.
As his voice drones, your body shifts.
Your hand lowers.
I expect you to push me away, you pull me in.
You clear your throat to stifle a moan.
He is done talking.
He turns to walk away.
Your head falls back in the chair.
He turns back to you.
Quickly, you regain composure.
He doesn’t suspect, he asks if you would like him to close the door.
You nod your head yes
As he leaves, the door silently shuts.
A stifled scream escapes your throat.
“Lick my pussy” you whisper.
With no hesitation I comply, I take the divine pleasure that is you into my mouth.
You lean back in your chair.
Hand running through your hair.
Another nurse looks through the glass.
You don’t care.
Her face flushes red.
She feels a tingle.
In and out, rapidly breath flows from you.
Her eyes don’t leave your face.
Shakes consume you.
She can’t stop watching.
Your body calms.
You go to your door.
The click signals the lock.
A pull of a string and the audience is now blind.
You pull me from my position.
With no gentleness you push me to the floor.
My pants torn off without undoing belt or button.
My cock, erect, waiting for you to do with it what you please.
Your pussy slides upon me.
Completely enveloped within you.
Your body pauses, ever so slightly you rock.
With the swaying motion you move up and down.
Your cunt writhes around my cock.
Your speed accelerates.
The motion is now purely up and down.
My orgasm is reached.
You don’t stop.
As I come, your intensity grows.
Completion, yet, you don’t stop.
I remain hard, how can I not?
Within minutes, as I am again coming, you lean forward.
Against me you push.
Quakes run through you.
Your climax joins mine.
You stand up.
I release from your insides.
Next to me you lay.
The aroma intense, I am drawn to where our passion brought fruit.
I lick gently our love.
The moment — intense.
Tears run down my face.
You pull me to you.
A kiss we share.
In one another arms, to sleep we drift.