Practicality over Pleasure

"You know..you should really head back," Mitchel advises.

Janice sighs in response. He was still inside her ass. She knew she was going to feel this for awhile, but she had no regrets.

"I suppose." She clenched her anus around him, eliciting a moan of pleasure. "You came pretty fast." It wasn't an accusation, but rather a declaration of pride.

"I couldn't help it. Your ass was too much for me," he chuckles, the statement sounding absurd, but nonetheless true.

"Of course it was," she says in a faux cocky tone. "If I'm being honest I probably couldn't have taken a lot of that treatment. We'll have to work up to longer."

"Something to look forward to." Mitchel eases carefully out of her, eliciting a moan.

"I miss you already," Janice sighs, the emptiness bothering her somewhat.

Mitchel chuckles, grabbing a wipe from his desk. He proceeds to carefully help clean her up.

"Mmm," Janice coos. "You better let me do that or I'll never leave."

"Tempting." He hands her the wipe, then kisses her. "Until next time, Mrs. Larson."

"'Til next time, Mr. Lyons," she smirks back.