Get a little reward for your good work.

Jenna rises to leave and get Jared, but you pull her back down. "I wasn't ready for you to get up yet." You stare into those eyes as you pull up her skirts in the back and rub her ass through the black lace. With your other hand, you pull her head down onto yours. She squeaks as your lips make contact.
"Jms...hny...." her words are muffled against your mouth, but you let her pull back a little. "We don't have time. Lots to do."
"I agree." Your voice drips with desire, and her lips trembles when she hears it. "No time to waste then." You swing the office chair around, putting Jenna between you and the desk. You stand her up, and run both hands up inside her dress, seizing the waistband of her panties.
"Wha-" she gasps, cutting off her words as you pull the panties to her knees in one motion. With her skirt still hiked up, you lift her onto the desk and remove the panties. Before she can muster any protests, you plant your face in that warm, wonderful region, and begin to lap at her snatch with gusto.
"Ooooh.... James. Wow...what's gotten into...fffff....mmmm...."
You stop to look at her face over the bunched up dress. "I'm taking a reward for my job well done. Just enjoy it." You aren't sure where this is coming from, but Jenna, rather than protesting, is biting her lip and rubbing one tit through her dress.
"You're....so bad, baby. How do you know....mmmmmm....just how to get me?" She plants a hand on the back your head...."Eat my pussy, baby." She kicks off her flats, and pushes your laptop to the edge of the desk so she can lay back.
You explore her pussy with two fingers, and you are pleased to find it very moist already. "You naughty girl. You were already wet for me."
"Can you blame a girl? With that cock, and that tongue?"
"You mean this tongue?" and you suit your words by attacking her clit, then invading her cunt, then back to the clit, where you flick and suck and make little circles.
"Ooh. That's right. You know just how to make this naughty girl feel good, don't you?"
You start to finger Jenna, first with two and then three fingers, never letting up on her swelling love button. Her pussy is so tasty to you. Some guys didn't like eating pussy; they complained about the taste, or didn't want to put in the work. Maybe you just got lucky, but if it had nutritional value, you think you could live on Jenna's cunt alone.
"Are you going to fuck me or what?" Jenna's voice is breathy, and she squeaks in surprise when you pull her onto her feet, spin her around and bend her over edge of the desk. With her dress thrown up, you have perfect access to her sopping wet pussy. You also notice her perfect butthole as you spread her cheeks, tight and right there in front of you.