Private Dick
A phone was ringing; he couldn’t hear it, he only felt the vibrations through the desk; all he could hear was his blood in his ears and the faint moaning of the dame who’s luscious thighs were currently clamped to his head as his tongue massaged her clit. She relaxed a little, releasing his head, her climax subsiding, the phone now audible but he didn’t care about that now; his tongue re-entered her glistening pussy and he went back to work on her. Normally, he didn’t take payment-in-kind, but this girl was special. She’d come to him three weeks ago for help; her husband was cheating on her and she wanted to know why, and who with. She’d fluttered her eyelashes at him, tears brimming in her beautiful puppy dog eyes and his heart melted. …