You decide to eat Laura Jean's bald pussy

Laura Jean is about to get down on her knees, but you hold her up and then push her onto her bed - the bed she shares with another man. You pull her legs apart and tell her, "I want to taste you."

Laura Jean smiles invitingly as you as you lower your face to her bald pussy.

Laura Jean murmurs as you begin to kiss her thighs and pussy. She moans, when you suck on her pussy lips. And she squirms when your tongue finally makes it move on her clit - flicking and sucking on her.

"You taste amazing, Laura Jean!"

"Thanks boss!," she says and laughs. You were right when you guessed that having her boss, the VP of Communications at Google in her bed is basically Laura Jean's number one fantasy. She can barely believe that you - her boss John Madison is actually eating her out, and doing such a good job.

She's not surprised you eat pussy so good, she's always thought you seemed really erotic, she just didn't think she'd ever be so lucky as to feel your tongue against her pussy. She always could see how you'd stare at Samantha and would be jealous. Your lust was being wasted on that lesbian piss slut, she'd think.

"Do you think Samantha would taste better than me?" Laura Jean asks timidly.

"That whore?!" You say, looking up at Laura Jean. She can see your chin glistening with her pussy juices and stifles a smile. "I can't imagine! I bet she has a stinky cheese, hairy cunt. Your soft, young pussy tastes like ice cream. And I have to lick it before it all melts away!"

You may be joking, but Laura Jean appreciates your encouragement and in just a few minutes she's calling your name, "John, John, John!" as her thighs squeeze against her head. Her pussy floods with juice as she cums on your mouth. She really does taste good.

"That was amazing, boss!" Laura Jean says, clearly enjoying the taboo of having her boss eat her out.

"Give me a minute and I'll return that amazing favor," Laura Jean says. You can see that she's covered with sweat even though you were the one doing all the hard work.

"I won't rush you," you say wiping your face with your arm. "Please bask in the glow of that delicious orgasm!"

"Which way is it to the bathroom?" you ask as you stand up from bed. You like how comfortable you and Samantha seem to be naked around each other already. You wonder how this night will change things in the office and if this really is a one-time offer, as she said.

"Down the hall, first door on the left," she answers.