Chapter 2173 Your Submissive Cunty Slut:>Ep8
- Helen looked up at me, a look of almost disbelief at what I was telling her to do. That I'd seen her porno queries, that she'd searched out lots of girl-on-girl scenes wasn't lost on me. I'd picked up on only some of the submissive messages from Helen that Maryann had been inadvertently telling me about in her overseen emails, but yet they were there, too. It wasn't until I'd talked with Helen about her transgressions that she confessed she had never been with a woman, but that since her husband had left she'd had these... "cravings" is how she put it... to be with a woman. When I queried more and found that she'd, again and again, dreamed of a woman coming into her office, diving under her desk, and eating her out, I'd asked if she also dreamed about doing the same to whoever it was. She hadn't said yes, but I'd seen the lust in her eyes.
- Rolling her chair forward, she reached out to Maryann's legs, spreading them, and lifting them over her shoulders. "That's it," I said, watching as she moved her face closer to Maryann's naked pussy. I reached in and slid my hands through the neck of Maryann's shirt and into her bra, my fingers finding and squeezing her nipples.
- Maryann wasn't massively endowed, just nice small peach-sized handfuls. I could feel that her nipples were almost tiny, her body shivered as I squeezed them, not yet having even seen them. Looking down at her body, I could tell that she really needed to move my way just a bit more and now urged her and Helen to do so. In this modified position, it would have been uncomfortable for Maryann if she'd had to hold her head up as it now extended over the edge of the desk, but when I reached down and unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, she realized what I had in mind. "Are you as good of cocksucker as your friend Teri thinks my little slut?" I asked, slipping my hands back inside her shirt while laying my cock against her face.