Feeling Distracted

Nancy Ace can’t focus on a single line of text. All she feels is the throb between her thighs. She glances at Martin. He reads the look and moves in without a word. She drops to her knees. Her lips wrap around his cock, warm, wet, and greedy. She licks the underside, tasting every inch, then takes him deeper until her eyes water. Her hand cups his balls while her mouth works him in steady, hungry pulls. When she can’t wait any longer she stands, lifts her skirt, and spreads her shaved lips open. Martin pushes in with one long thrust. Nancy’s breath catches. He starts fucking her hard, hips slapping, the desk rocking under her back. Each stroke lands deep, making her whimper and clench around him. He pulls out at the last second, jerks once, and paints her face with thick ropes of cum. Nancy’s tongue darts out, catching what she can, lips glossy and satisfied.