“Oh, I bet you would have returned the favor here all those years ago if we hadn’t gotten caught, right?”
He nodded again and applied a little pressure on both sides of my twat. He didn’t hold me tight, but of course, it appeared to keep it as a better target for his tongue accurately. I still jiggled around a bit, but those swollen lips and clit stayed put for him.
In that way, he managed to give my pussy walls fuller and juicier licks with that slick tongue. Each one ended with him coming towards my clit just to provide it with an extra small touch, but nevertheless, with each one, I still made the chair push back a tad.
He had no issue following me around, even just by those inches, which yet again, made him all that much sexier to me. I did my best to keep looking at him, although, his tongue and technique used by him had other plans.
“Oh, fuck me,” I moaned, closing my eyes and leaning my head back. “Did the temperature just rise like thirty degrees in here, or is it just you?”
“You just have horny husband fever, that’s all. It just goes up when you get hot and heavy with your hubby, but a few extra degrees becomes worth it, right?”
“Yes, just get your face back in my snatch,” I commanded him, pushing his face back in there.
“Gladly,” he chuckled, resuming fucking me and pushing my legs apart as far as he could.
Then I couldn’t peek back at him even for a moment because I was too busy playing defense. I had drenched Ms. Watson’s desk with both the sweat from my back and my pussy juice to make it quite slick and easy to maneuver on as well.
I surely knew with a ticking clock, the thrill of doing it in that room, and of course, having my hunk of a husband doing it for me, all that added it up in my head to make me hot as hell. My arms, stomach, and just about everywhere was boiling, but he had my cunt on fire.
“Oh, you fucker, Dwight, now you are sucking on those lips. Dare I ask, are you trying to clean off her desk now by drinking that juice?”
“No, I just want to please you a little more.”
“I love you, Dwight,” I giggled, caressing his head.
“I love you too, Monica,” he added, before giving my lips a full lick from bottom to top. “I’ll do anything to please my woman.”
“I may just have to test that out now.”
We never peeked back at each other, but he took my lips back into his mouth yet again and immediately began sucking on them like two soft and wet pieces of candy. Never before did I ever think we had better sex, but I could have just been biased at that moment.
“Fuck yes, Dwight,” I cried. “Make me cum all over your face, I’ll clean it all right off your face, just as any good wife should.”
My crying words failed to distract him; in fact, he sucked even more of my lips into his mouth, so both were entirely in there. I certainly felt my twat leaking out faster than a faucet, and I could only figure that he did drink it because I didn’t feel it on my legs.
I felt his head becoming quite hot as well, so I knew he was playing to win as well, while the prizes for both of us was each other. The sexual activity was superb, but of course, our excellent relationship with each other made it that way.
The love he had for me made him want to fuck me in that classroom when I proposed the idea somewhat, so it seemed that there was no stopping us from growing old with each other. I wanted to keep my orgasm down for the time being, but then I made myself lean up and peek at him again.
I rose up so my body was up with him and we looked at each other again. “In the end, even if we do get Al expelled, he’ll be rich in relationship advice, and we’ll make damn sure he grows old with the same woman he marries. If he has parents that are this in love, he’s set for life.”
He nodded and stuck his fingers back in there again too. I kept my legs spread for him, so he had complete access to my soaked pussy. I couldn’t fathom the consequences of what would happen if we did get caught, because I was in heaven.
“Words cannot express how much heart I have for you, Dwight. You are my knight in shining armor, and I couldn’t be happier that I was too lazy to get back on the pill. When we used those condoms, you got me pregnant, and we set our lives together. That was the best decision I ever made, period,” I sobbed.
I saw a few tears show on his face as well, so I knew the emotions of my words came into his system. It still didn’t stop him pleasing me, although, I did indeed feel him coming onto my labia a bit more too.
“Only a good husband knows when to stop teasing his wife and give her what she wants.”
He moved his head around, which made his tongue act like a figure skater, gliding all over my clit ceaselessly. My heels began hitting the desk as if it was a drum, and my heels were two big drum sticks.
“I’m loud now with my feet, why don’t you make me scream?”
He slowly let his tongue out, and nonchalantly rose up with me. “Anything for you, princess to my knight in shining armor.”
“Hey, I’m a queen, buster.”
“I’m sorry, queen,” he stated, before kissing me and lowering himself back to my twat.
His tongue went back up in there, and we exchanged eye contact yet again. I immediately felt him slathering my pussy walls with his saliva, but only for a moment. I just kept my palms flat on the end of the desk and watched him closely.
I saw his head move a bit, but he never let his eyes off mine. We both knew what was to come in the coming minutes, if not just seconds, and we both glared at each other to truly experience it together.
“Is it just me, or does it feel like we’re about to jump off a five-story building into an ocean in the tropics?”
He nodded literally one second before he made sure to let his tongue come directly on my clit. He instantly gave it a full lick from top to bottom, but he did it ever so slowly.
“Oh, yes, just like that, you horndog,” I moaned, leaning back and using his head for leverage to stay up somewhat.
In less than a few seconds, my pussy unleashed the mighty force of my female orgasm all over his face. I stayed up with the help of his head the whole time. I’m sure I made his head feel a little uncomfortable, but my juice certainly made up for it.
I surely felt my juice splashback onto my legs and pussy a little bit too. I loved it, and I know Dwight cherished every single drop of my juice as it squirted his handsome face as well. Needless to say, we both grabbed a couple more sexual points with each other.
My orgasm lasted about twenty seconds or so, and I couldn’t see his face become soaked, but I knew it happened. Roughly thirty seconds after I couldn’t let out another drop, I peeked back down at him as he glanced back at me.
I casually pulled him up with me and let my tongue out. I instantly began licking my seed off his face, starting with the bottom of his left cheek. I did it rather lazily and quite pleasurably too.
“And only a good wife cleans up after herself,” he muttered, placing his hands on my butt.
I failed to respond to that; I just let my tongue do all the talking as my slit cooled down. I felt just a little uncomfortable, but I still loved the emotional feelings from the whole thing as well.