Take Ashley's offer

"Alright, Ashley, come here and let me taste you," you say.

"Oh, come over here," Ashley says, leaning in and grabbing you by the hair, pulling you over to her.

You collapse onto your knees, as Ashley slips down her pink shorts, revealing a white lace pair of panties underneath. You bite down on the waist, using your teeth to pull it down her legs, revealing an already soaking pussy, her clit engorged and eagerly to be played with. Your tongue darts out, lapping at her clitoris as your tongue makes quick motions across it, coating it with your saliva. You apply pressure, your tongue pressing against her clit as her body spasms, spasming further as you roll your tongue around her. Her pussy juices flood into your mouth, filling it with the taste of pungent pussy juices. You dip your tongue between her lips, flicking your tongue in and out, slowly lapping out her sweet juices.

"Oh fuck yeah, keep going!"

Ashley grabs you by the back of the head, pushing your head down into her pussy, forcing your lips against her clit as she mashes your face up and down against it, shivering with pleasure. Your face is quickly coated with a mixture of pussy juices and saliva, as you feel her pace increasing. Soon, as her hips buck and her moans grow louder and louder, longer and longer, you can tell she's nearing climax, so you go at in with renewed ****, grinding her pussy slit against your tongue as your tongue laps at her slit, focusing in on her clit. She lets out a scream, jamming your face so hard into her pussy that it hurts as she climaxes, her body spasming and shaking on your tongue.

After a few moments, her body stills, and she's left panting and gasping for air, a satisfied, if flushed look on her face.

"Not half bad," she chuckles between pants.

She leans down, plucking up her white panties, which are now wet with saliva and pussy juices.

"Thanks," you say, stuffing them into your pocket. "Alright, I have to go."

As a response, Ashley leans in, running her tongue across your cheek as she tastes her own pussy juices.

"Alright, get out of here, pussy face," she says with a smile.

With the girls snickering and breaking into conversation about how good you were, you head out the door and into the hallway. Lifting the white lace to your nose, you smell the mixture of candy-floss, sugary-like perfume and the strong scent of pussy juices.

"Sexy. OK, only the jocks left. Time to run!"