Work continues to be a bitch. If it was a real person, she better fucking watch it; I have a lot ideas that I'd like to execute on her that will definitely land me in jail.
And because I was trying to fuck work instead of letting it fuck me, I was late in meeting fair-skinned Sir Helmet. While he waited for me, he made good use of every second to think of ways to punish me. I couldn't quite take him seriously, because he seemed to be such a Nicey Nicey heh.
I headed to the toilet to freshen up and emerged in my undergarments. He could be admiring how my buns moved while I walked over to the dressing table, I wouldn't know because I'd already bent over leaving my ass in the air when I reached into my bag; he's an ass man too like the rest of you ;)
When I straightened up, I turned towards him to give him a kiss, the kind where we feast on each others' lips and tried to devour each other up. He backed me towards the bed and held on to my back while I fell back onto the bed. He withdrew from the lip lock and continued his assault southwards. When his face drew near to my left breast, I let out a giggle; I was unusually giggly, partly because he has facial hair the likes of a goatee and the thought of the hair brushing against my skin gave me shivers and giggles! I nearly coiled into ball and he tried to unroll me in puzzlement. I finally stifled my laughter and let him continue his quest towards my pubic area.
The licking began and it felt heavenly... His tongue dragged across the surface of my clit and rotated back to the starting point. While he circulated his tongue around my clit, his fingers pushed aside the petals and he continued to lick faster, and faster, and faster... My breath caught in my chest and I was no longer giggly. I could feel my petals flushing and my toes curling. I could bear no more hence he inserted a finger into my increasingly wet pussy to further stimulate me. I whimpered softly while he picked up speed as well as sucked on my clit. Such agonizing pleasure!
Good things doesn't last forever; it was my turn to please him! We switched positions and I laid between his widespread legs and took his manhood into my right hand, watching it grew to life. I wrapped my hand around it gently first, then slide along the shaft and subsequently held it by the stem, shaking it to encourage blood flow within the rod. It was fascinating watching the tip peeked shyly from the layer of skin, gradually gathering courage and emerged looking red and furious. I kissed him lightly while holding Sir Helmet's gaze, before claiming his manhood. He let out a moan tinged with ecstasy as I continued to alternate between sucking on his erected dick and the large pair of grapes connected to the rod.
He could not hold off the desire to put himself into me any longer so he ripped the package apart and rolled on the plastic. Despite having a pillow propping my bottom up while he pumped me missionary, he kept slipping out of me. Perhaps I was too wet? But he probably enjoyed it much more slamming into my curvy cheeks doggy-style, where he released his load eventually x
Now, who received the punishment? ;p