"Do you want me to take over?" you ask her.
"Yes, please," lilts playfully. She stands up to her full height. The sight of her melons crammed into her bra, and her pussy mound bulging through her panties makes your cock twitch in Clarice's throat. But you have work to do. Clarice whines insistently and humps the empty air pathetically. What a change that's come over her!
"Hush baby, big Mr. will take care of you in just a second," reassures as she traces a finger up Clarice's burning slit.
You switch places with . Kneeling between Clarice's thighs, you understand what meant: Clarice's pussy is fresh and pink, and has a near virginal quality. Even after the unrelenting licking just gave her, the slit of Clarice's twat still forms a straight, albeit puffy seam from top to bottom. The flower of her labia is just beginning to bloom, and a drop her sweet nectar is just barely beginning to seep out amdist the sloppy wetness of 's saliva. To top it off, her womanhood is framed by a nearly adolescent fringe of downy blond hair.
You lick up and down Clarice's twat, savoring the flavor of her sex. You tease her like this for a while. Every time you swipe your tongue up the length of Clarice's twat, you are are rewarded by an slightly wetter squishing sound as her puffy labia opens up invitingly. But you're not ready to give her that pleasure.
You begin to massage her clit with your tongue in forceful circles. You slowly apply more and more pressure on her button. Your tongue never leaves contact with her flesh as you knead her nubbin beneath the skin. In time, her clit begins to swell up and emerge from it's hiding place. Clarice mews in frustration, and you decide it's finally time to give her what she wants. You thrust your tongue into her pussy, eliciting a satisfied gasp from her.
Meanwhile, is standing on the opposite side of the desk, kneeling down by Clarice's head and whispering into her ear. Although you can't make out what she's saying, from the impish look on 's face and the harsh tone of her voice, you guess that she's filling Clarice's head with a long stream of very nasty dirty-talk.
gets up and frees Clarice from the bonds around her wrists. She pushes Clarice forward until she can prop herself up with her own arms. 's deft fingers undo the buttons down the front of Clarice's blouse. She pulls it off of her shoulders until the sleeves dangle from her wrist, off the edge of the desk. reaches around from behind and pulls the cups of Clarice's bra up over her apple-sized tits. rolls her now fully-exposed nipples between her long, delicate fingers. Rolling becomes tweaking, tweaking becomes pinching, and pinching become pulling. Soon her pale pink nipples are swollen to full size and stand erect on the tips of her perky mounds. Clarice scrunches up her pretty young face in a grimace, but makes no move to resist. You can't tell if she dislikes the ill treatment of her sensitive teats, or if her face is just contorting on the verge of orgasm.
All the while, continues pouring a lascivious diatribe into her ear. With Clarice's thighs clamped around your ears, you can only make out a few words every now and then. "Dirty slut... nipples... nasty whore... tongue-fucking... dyke... "
Clarice is half-sitting on you now, with her knees bent over your shoulders. Her ass rises off the desk, and she forces her pussy and most of her weight onto your face, Your nose is buried in her teenage bush as you slide your tongue in and out of her fuck tube. With each thrust, the contractions of her canal squeeze and suck you into her a few millimeters deeper, until the tip of your tongue reaches the open space of her cervix. Tanginess washes over your taste buds in waves. Out of nowhere, you suddenly recall that Clarice doesn't drink coffee, and always skips lunch in favor of snacking on strawberries and grapes. You conclude that this makes for the tastiest pussy you've ever eaten.
You're positive now that Clarice is actually enjoying everything that is happening to her. She groans through clenched lips. "Mmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm!" Each moan gets longer and louder. You begin to worry about the noise again, but is one step ahead of you. She slips her panties off her curvaceous legs with an agile motion. With one hand, she pinches Clarice's tit especially hard. Clarice opens her mouth to scream, but stuffs her obviously stained panties into her mouth, muffling her cries. quickly uses your tie to secure the makeshift gag in place. Clarice's eyes bolt open suddenly in surprise, but there's nothing she can do but continue to enjoy her treatment.
And enjoy she does. You can feel the waves of tangy pussy cream grow to a deluge. Clarice clenches her eyes tight in orgasmic concentration. But your raging hardon is so engorged with blood now that its formidable size has actually dragged it down towards the ground.
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