Why don't we get more comfortable?

You lead Maria by the hand to the sofa, quickly turning the TV off. Maria smiles at you and pushes you softly onto the sofa while sliding her brown hair across your dick. She quickly swallows you, burying her nose in your pubic hair and lashing your dick with her tongue. Your groans inspire her, and soon she is slowly bobbing her head up and down on your shaft.

Your hands find her soft, firm tits and begin kneading them softly, twirling the nipples between your fingers; the constant attention to her breasts eventually milks a groan from her throat, and the vibrations send a pleasant tingling throughout your body. You feel your body tense, and Maria, stops, sliding her lips to the head of your dick and begins batting the swollen head of your cock with her nimble tongue.

You release your load into her mouth and watch as she swallows, keeping up with your pulsating dick. She sighs and swallows one more time, licking her lips to get the rest.

"I should get back to work," she whispers, looking for her uniform top.