I hefted her legs up over my shoulders and reached up and around them to grope at her beautiful boobs. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, getting a good taste of her juices. I sucked the flesh of her labia into my mouth, rolling it between my lips. She was panting and moaning heavily now, squirming with pleasure. I explored her folds, rooting around with my tongue, searching for her hidden button.
I felt my probing tongue graze its hardness and she flinched and cried out. Running my tongue in gentle circles around it, I dropped a hand to her pussy and spread it, exposing her clit to the light again. I delicately ran my tongue over her sweet spot and was rewarded with a gasp of approval. Dropping my mouth lower, I dipped my tongue into her wet hole. The taste was amazing, and I swirled my tongue around inside her.
Her moan’s were getting more frantic, and one of her hands gripped and pulled my hair, pushing my face deeper into the paradise between her legs. I alternated between teasing her clit with soft flicks of my tongue, occasionally sucking it and rolling it between my lips, and diving back into her silky chasm. Danielle became more and more animated, arching her hips off the desk and grinding her cunt into my face, moaning ever and ever louder.
I ran my hands over her bare legs, still hanging over my shoulders, enjoying the smoothness. I kissed her thighs and around her opening, then licked her mound, feeling the slight stubble of recently, but not too recently, shaven pubes. I dove back into her soaking pussy, working my tongue into her while simultaneously teasing her clit with my thumb, applying building pressure to match the building intensity of her quivering body.
Her fluids sloshed and had became even creamier than before and I could tell she was getting close.
“Yes, yes, yes, just like that, right there!” she guided me. “Holy shit, holy shit, I’m gonna fucking cum!” Her frantic moans egged me on and her arching hips ground her slit even harder into my face. “Use that tongue on my clit, please, please, lick my clit, I need it, I need it! Ohhh. Mmmyyy. Gggoddd. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, Tim, yes! Yes, Tim! Holy shit, Tim, I’m fucking cccuuuummmmiiiinnngggg!” she howled as her body was wracked with convulsions and she collapsed back onto the desk.
I continued to run my tongue over her hard little bean, gripping her thighs tightly on either side of my head to keep my mouth in contact with her bucking body. “I’m cumming, fuck, I’m cumming so fucking hard!” she cried as I felt a release of fluid and my face was dripping with her juice.
I slowed the pace of my clitoral stimulation and once again started to alternate being teasing her button and penetrating her with my tongue. The quivering of her body slowly subsided as she panted. I licked my way down each thigh, showering those lovely stems with kisses as she lay back, shuddering and twitching still.
One of her hands moved to her slit, and she tentatively touched her swollen sex and jerked her hand away, letting out a quick moan as another spasm twisted her body.
I heard Ronda call from the other side of the door, “Holy fuck, that sounded hot, but shit, dudes, keep it down!”
Danielle’s breathing had slowed some, but she was still panting. “That,” she said, pausing, “Was fucking ah-mazing. I came so freaking hard. Holy shit, I’m a hot, wet mess down there.” She looked at her fluids coating my face and giggled. “Usually it’s the guy who cums on the girl’s face. Here, let me.”
She dropped down and scooped up her cute pink panties, then stepped right up to me and ran her tongue up my neck, over my chin and to my mouth, sucking up the juices as she went. She traced my lips with her tongue and kissed me deeply, as one hand found its way back to the bulge in my pants, slowly rubbing and squeezing. She raised her panties to my face and wiped the rest of it clean with them, then kissed me again.
Then I watched in surprise as she pulled her bra down, shaking her boobs into place in the cups and bent over and quickly pulled her shorts back on, sans panties, buttoning them and stuffing her wadded up panties into one of the pockets. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face to hers and drove her tongue into my mouth, dropping her other hand to give my raging hard-on a quick rub through my pants and a teasing squeeze.
“Thanks for that, Tim, I haven’t cum that good in a long time! Maybe if you’re lucky, someday I’ll return the favor! Catch ya later, perv!”
She laughed as she bounced through the door, grabbing Ronda by the arm and dragging her away as her cousin looked back over her shoulder at me in surprise.
I stood there dumbfounded for the longest minute of my life, my aching member still confined to my pants, and no release in sight. I stared in a daze at nothing, wondering what had just happened, when I heard a distinct and deliberate clearing of someone’s throat.
I snapped out of it and saw our waitress from earlier with a bag of garbage she was obviously on the way to dispose of. Danielle had left the door wide open, and she stood there, stopped in her tracks as she eyed me in the unused, abandoned room.
“Are you lost?” she asked, before stealing a glance at my crotch and returning her gaze quickly back to my face. I looked down and saw my belt hanging unbuckled, my pants unbuttoned and my obvious erection. I blushed furiously and turned away, which only gave her a profile view of the tent in my pants.
“I’m sorry, sorry,” I croaked, fumbling with my belt buckle and stepping dizzily through the door. She took a step back, giving me plenty of space to pass by her and wrinkling her nose at the heavy odor of Danielle’s sex on me.
I practically ran the entire way to my car.
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