Unexpected Connection During a Work Trip

Work Trip 4: Just as I was getting ready to cum, I pulled my cock out and said, “No baby…please let me please you first. Please.” She looked up at me with deep concern and sensually she said, “I had planned on staying all night, if you let me,” she paused. Grabbing my cock she then looked back up at me and continued, “if you let me…” She then licked the tip of head…“I’ll please you.” Another lick… “And then you please me.” One more lick… “And then we please each other. “ At the end of that sentence, she shoved my entire cock down her throat. Thrusting back and forth, she took all 8 inches of me over and over again. It has been so long since I had found release. Within seconds, my head was tilted back and I was spraying her throat with the juices of ecstasy she had produced within me. “Ahhhhhhh!” I moaned. Thrusting deeper into her throat as the last vestiges of my sperm trickled down her esophagus, I found the steady will power to reenter a place of normalcy. My heartbeat was still pumping, my breath was caught, but I needed still needed more.

Quickly, I pulled her jeans and panties off. I pushed her backward into the couch. Her naked body still had me hooked into the clutches of her femininity. I was still hard as a rock. This had never happened to me. I was waiting for limpness to arrive, but it just wasn’t coming. Something about her made me savage.
Grabbing her thighs I guided her feet to my shoulders. I draped her legs behind me, so that her knees rested on my shoulders and her feet hit my back. Starting with her left inner thigh I began to kiss. I took my time, but I was intentional. Soon I began to alternate between thighs. Not long after that I began to hover over her ever dampening pussy as I continued my alternating descent into her womanhood. As I’d hover, I could feel her pussy draw closer to me. She wanted this. She wanted me.

The first time my lips touched her pussy, I felt her body tremor. I began a triangle of alternation now. Right thigh. Pussy. Left thigh. Soon, the rhythm and pattern distorted, and my instincts took over. I’d kiss, lick, and suck her pussy until I need a breath. Then I’d take a thigh and feel it shake. At one point I felt her hand against the back of my head. She pressed hard. I ate.
My tongue.
My lips.
My fingers.
My teeth.
They licked, kissed, penetrated, and nibbled.
I began to suck on her pussy when her thighs turned into tectonic plates. She was an earth quake against the sides of my head as she pressed my face deeper into her soaking wet pussy.
She was moaning. She was screaming. Her body was shaking.
And then I felt it.
A gush of liquid streamed into my mouth. This excited me further. As she gushed all over my face I continued to eat, lick, and kiss her sweet, sweet pussy.

I continued doing this until she came two more times. “I’ve never done that before,” she panted. I wanted her to do it more. “I loved it,” I replied. “I love how your body responds to me.” “Me too,” she said, “Let’s keep going.”