. . . The freshness of his shower followed by his body lotion advanced into her nostrils modestly when he entered the room and sat at his desk. . . This enticed her to crawl underneath the desk and widened the space between his legs. She pushed his silk boxers aside to pull out his organ. Then, she began to play.
All the times she had felt it making love with him she could not help looking at it curiously. Actually examining it like it was the first one she ever viewed. She touched it softly and handled it gently not wanting him to know she was inspecting it; she caressed it and slid her hands up, down and all around it. Taking one last look, Patricia guided it to her mouth before pecking it tenderly. Pecking it once more she licked it delicately seeming to get a taste for it.
. . . She lingered at her taste test building up her courage. When she was ready, she slipped it all in her mouth giving it a toke as not wanting to waste any of it. Moments passed before she got the feel of it that initiates a passion and an effort like she had fallen in love with it. Justin’s toes curled into the floor while he clinched the side of his chair intensely. After rubbing it on her face and giving it one last kiss, she moved from under the desk.