The last word is still coming out from her lips and my pussy is already wet. My heart is pumping so high that maybe she can hear it. She stretches her arm to touch my face. She is standing before me, I am sitting (fortunately, as my legs are trembling so much that I may fall if I even tried to stand up)
She sits on my desk, looking at me, her soft hands are gently touching my hair, my shoulders… Her long legs are slightly open, barely hidden behind her elegant black tight skirt.
Text and illustration by @sexticles
Inspired by @njeastman