the assistant wanted to be my Fucktoy Part 3

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“Let’s keep God out of it. Kiss me.” She pulled my head towards hers and kissed me passionately. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close. As we kissed, I slid my hands down and grabbed her ass. I lifted her dress, slid my hand in her panties and ran a finger along her ass crack. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy.

“Ohhh…,” she moaned softly. “How your touch makes me feel.” Donna raised her eyes to meet mine. She smiled. “You said something about another lesson?” I kissed her again. I pushed her panties off of her hips. Donna wiggled them down her legs and kicked them off. I put my hand on her ass and lifted her, pulling her dress out of the way before placing her naked ass on my desk. I dropped to my knees.

“Spread your legs.” Donna obeyed. Her pussy had a full bush, the hair already glistening with her wetness. Without a word, I reached on my desk for a pair of scissors. Donna again reacted with alarm.

“What? Scissors? What are you doing?”

“Relax. Your pussy has been neglected too long, not gotten the attention it deserves. I am going to give it some love and attention, getting it ready for the next phase of your life.” First, I ran my fingers through her pussy hair, to untangle it and fluff it for the scissors. Most of her hair was already wet with pussy juice. I pinched a bunch of hair between my fingers and cut the excess.

“Have you ever done this before?” she asked as her pussy got something of a buzzcut.

“No, but a girl shaved my cock and balls once.”

“Student?”

“Maybe. Hold still.”

“Can I shave your cock and balls?”

“Maybe. Almost done.” I finished and regarded my handiwork. Donna’s bush was trimmed to about a half inch. Some hairs had been about four inches. I don’t know what maintenance will make of the neat pile of trimmed pubes on the carpet, but I didn’t care. Donna’s pussy was visibly wet and getting wetter. Her breathing was shallower and her pretty tits were heaving slightly in her dress.

“So, what now?” she asked, almost a whisper. I answered by running my tongue along one pussy lip, savoring her pussy juice. Donna gasped. “Ahhh! No one ever…”

“I know. Shhh.” I licked the other lip. Then licked between her labia without separating them, lapping up a steady flow of pussy juice. Then I parted her labia with my tongue and dragged the full length of my tongue across her ample clit. I wondered Donna would rocket off the desk like she’d been electrocuted.

“AHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH!” she cried out too loudly. “What was that?” I swirled my tongue around her clit. She grabbed my hair and pulled hard. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME?” she hissed as she came as hard as any woman I’ve ever eaten. A lifetime of denial and abstention washed away in one toe-curling, eye-rolling, life-changing, body shuddering orgasm. Her pussy juice flowed freely, faster than I could lick it up.

NSFW: yes

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