You decide to get her off

You sit there thinking the best thing to do right now is to stop and just leave, you should shouldn't you?

Nah.

You hoist Ms. Lockes pants up and pull aside her undergarments and stare at the beauty of the female sex. Her pussy was perfect, of course it was it was Ms. Locke.

"Stop! Or I'll call for help!" She yelled grabbing your hands and forcing them away. But that's ok, you don't need them right now.

You press your nose into her sex and she grows rigid. You smile inwardly as you start to tease her sex trailing your tongue around her second pair of lips. Ms. Locke lets go of your hands and grabs your head trying to push you away.

you wrap your fingers around her thighs keeping yourself in place as you begin to lick at her sensitive baby maker. Female juices began to seep out and you blush pleased to be making her wet.

"If you stop now we'll pretend like nothing happened." She offered.

"What happened to calling for help?" You ask.

"Besides it looks like your enjoying this a little." You state pressing a finger into her and pulling out covered with female juices. Her breath gets heavy the moment your finger went inside her. You considered fingering her some more, but you'd decided a while ago what you really wanted and returned to her sex to lick it from its bottom slot to the clit making her twitch and moan a little, your aching cock twitches as a bit of precum starts to bubble out the tip and onto the marble.

Ms. Locke's hand brushes through your hair and combs it little by little as she archs her back and presses her sex into your face.