A dripping, wet, pussy

Amy keeps a firm grip on your cock as you excitedly slide your hand up her leg. Your hand is soon greeted by the warm wetness of her pussy.

“Mhmm!” She hums as you trace the lips of it with her finger. “Here’s the deal.” She says as she leans in to nibble your ear. “You please me and I please you.”

You quickly dive your finger inside of her, wetting it before gently rubbing her clit.

“Ooh!” She moans. “Olivia’s a lucky girl. You know what you’re doing down there.”

You feel her grip tighten but her hand still doesn’t move. You slip another finger in her as you rub.

Amy lets out another pleased moan, before gently pushing your hand away.

“You have good finger work.” Amy says “But now let’s see what that mouth can do.”

She begins to step back, firmly tugging your cock, leading you as if she was holding your hand. She backs up until she reaches the couch and sits down.

“There’s no point in you wearing cloths right now, so take them off and get on your knees.” Amy says, her words starting to sound more stern than playful. She gives your cock another hard squeeze before releasing it.

You feel the need to follow her directions as you quickly drop your pants, underwear, and shirt onto the floor. Amy slides your cloths to the side with her foot as you kneel down in front of her.

“Good boy.” She says as she lifts up her skirt.

She spreads out her legs, putting her pussy full on display.

“Don’t be shy.” She says. “Show me how skilled that tongue is.”

You once again follow your instructions and lean in. You stick out your tongue, caressing her lips before diving in. You feel something drape over your head as Amy lowers her skirt back over you. You dance your tongue around inside of her, doing your best to hit every spot.

“Ooooh!” She moans as your tongue flicks her clit.

You focus more of your attentions that same spot, flicking and lapping. You feel Amy’s thighs begin to tighten around your head as her feet rest on your back. This is your signal that you’re hitting the right spot. You begin to speed up your licking, using the full strength of your tongue.

“Ooh! Yes!” Amy groans as she begins bucking her hips, pushing herself deeper into your face. “No wonder Olivia wanted you trained, you have SOOOOO much potential.”

Before you can even process the what she just said, Amy fully wraps her legs around your head, pushing you in even deeper.

“Don’t you dare stop!” She shouts. Her bucking increases, you try your best to keep licking as she grinds herself on your face.

“Yes! Yes! YES!” She wails as her whole body tightens around you. It’s almost too much for you to handle before she relaxes, freeing you.

“You can come out now.” She says with heavy breaths.

You slowly back your head away, popping out from inside her skirt. Amy smiles down at you, clearly pleased.

You feel a sense of pride at your job well done, but suddenly the words she had said hit you.

“What did you mean when you said trained?” You ask.

“Oops.” Amy says, looking slightly embarrassed. “I wasn’t supposed to let that slip.”

She leans forward and places her hand under your chin.

“I train boys like you.” She says.

“To do what?” You ask.

“To meet woman’s every desire.” She begins stoking your chin lightly. “You seem to have excellent instincts, I’ll have you trained in to time.”

You’re still not exactly sure what this all mean, but it becomes a little more clear as Amy lifts you head up closer to hers, keeping a firm grasp on your chin.

“Since that cat’s out of the bag, you will refer to me as Mistress.”