Yes (Eat her Out)

Petra pressed the hold button and the arms immediately placed Natalie back in her soft chair, but held her arms and legs out wide regardless. Petra swiftly downed her champagne flute and handed it to the pink haired teen, before shoeing both of them out of the room.

“Just listen and you’ll know when to come back in.” She told the three girls. They nodded and giggled, but left just as they were told.

Petra walked over to her half-naked fiancé, her hips swaying perfectly as her fiancé panted like a bitch in heat. Petra could see what her programming had done to her, and she knew before this went any further she needed to fix it

“Do you know why I stopped my machines?”

“Be-bec-because you l-l-lo-love me?” Natalie panted, begging for release.

“Yes my darling. Do you know why else?”

Natalie shook her head.

“Because we’re about to hit a point of no return, and if you cum on yourself after this you’ll stain your dress. You don’t want that, do you?”

“I want to be a perfect, beautiful bride.” Natalie said as a trance came back over her.

“I thought so. So I’ll give you your treat. You’ve gotten so much farther than anyone else. So you’ve earned it.”

A perfect pink blush came over Natalie’s cheeks, as she became completely lost for words. All she could do was mouth a sultry thank you.

Petra rolled Natalie’s stockings back down beneath her knees, and then pulled down her beautiful lacey panties down to her ankles. She couldn’t let her betrothed stain herself because of what would come next.

“Are you ready, my love?”

“Yes, please Petra. Give it to me, please.”

Petra smiled, licked her lips, and bent down into her betrothed’s perfect crotch. She toyed with her beloved’s hairless entrance with a couple of her fingers, before spreading it open and diving in with her lips and tongue. Natalie gasped and moaned in pleasure, the best pleasure of her life thanks to her dramatically increased sensitivity. Petra admired it, craved it, and loved everything about this moment. The perfect taste of her love’s precum and the smell of her sweat activating her perfume. And the sounds, oh the sounds! Petra loved her love’s sultry and begging moans most of all.

She stayed there in her fiancé’s cooch for several good minutes, toying with her. She’d go almost as far as she needed to make Natalie cum, and then she’d pull out and slow down. Natalie begged each time for Petra to go further, but still Petra repeated this cycle almost ten times before letting her love release her sweet juices into her face and the lap of the chair.

Natalie let out the longest moan of her life as she began to squirt uncontrollably onto her lap and Petra’s waiting mouth. Petra caught and swallowed much of it, but a lot more sprayed onto her face and dripped onto the lap of her chair. For several seconds Natalie sat there, bound and squirting, until eventually her pussy’s enthusiasm died off, and she regained her senses.

“That was wonderful, my sweet.” Petra cooed, standing up and licking her wife’s gooey cum off from her lips and cheeks. “Who knew you had so much energy?”

Natalie beamed as her heavy breathing slowed, and became calmer but still highly aroused. Petra leaned in, sitting on her knees in the soiled chair, and told her beloved, “Clean my face now. I can’t let our employees see this.”

Natalie nodded enthusiastically, and began licking Petra’s face like a dog and a spoon of peanut butter. No, it was something more like honey. So sweet, sticky, and almost beautiful as it spread across Petra’s face like cream on bread. The two lovers moaned as Natalie cleaned her bride to be, and continued licking her face long after all the cum was safely in her tummy. Petra loved the feeling so much she almost couldn’t stop her fiance’s advances, but eventually she’d need to get back to work on her dress, and eventually her makeup and hair.

Oh what was she to do?