"You're suckin' me!" she babbled. He gobbled her sweet pussy like it was honey cake, munching wildly. Missy undulated her hips into his face, then felt the divine tickle of climax.
"Oh! Uhhhh, oooofff!" she huffed, her hips slowing, but still grinding on Mr. Sexton's mouth. "Ah, ohhhhh!"
He ate her cunt and she loved it. "Oh, that makes me feel good, sir."
CHAPTER FOUR
Missy stumbled back against the desk, breathing heavily, still tingling all over from her super cum. Her big tits bobbled in her sweater. Mr. Sexton was still on his knees, licking his greedy lips with his giant tongue.
He spun her around.
He clutched the cheeks of her ass. He pushed them apart. Then he slithered his big, bad tongue up and down Missy's ass crack.
"Ah! Sir! Oooooh!" she gasped loudly.
"My ass, sir. You're…"
His tongue feathered beautifully up and down the fuzzy cunt slit, licking, flat-lapping, slurping. Then he buttoned her asshole, wiggled his tongue like a bird's wing at the tight ass bud.
"Oh, shit!" Missy cried.
She'd never had this done and it was a thrilling sensation. She was still glowing from her climax, and now she was goose-bumped all over as Mr. Sexton tickled her asshole, and rimmed her shitter with a passionate yearning.
His wild tongue billowed up and down, then swirled on the ass rim. He gathered big gobs of spit on the tip of his tongue and juiced it all over her asshole. He was fucking her ass with suds of spit.
His tongue and mouth made loud smacking, slurping sounds. Missy was teary-eyed with joy. She clutched the edge of the desk with her, hands and bent over, giving him a standing A pose. Her big tits heaved and thrust out in her tight sweater.
He stopped long enough to say, "Beautiful ass. Beautiful, fine ass… Mmmmmmmm!"