In The Chair

Michael breaks away from Lindsay and pushes her back into her desk chair, this surprises her a bit. Michael pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it to the floor. He kneels down in front of Lindsay and spreads her legs with his hands. He reaches forward, grabs Lindsay's thong, and pulls it all the way down her legs and tosses it aside. Lindsay's pussy is soaked with anticipation, Michael leans in an just inhales, "Nothing quite like the smell of a beautiful woman's pussy." Lindsay was about to say something cheeky back, but her words caught in her throat when Michael's tongue plunged into her vagina. Lindsay just leaned her head back and moaned, resting her hand on Michael's head, as he went to work.
Michael swirled his tongue around inside her pussy, licking the walls of her beautiful pussy as hard as he could. Then he pulled out his tongue and began to lap at her lips, like a thirst dog, every lick ending with a light tongue-flick to Lindsay's clit. "Holy shit, Michael... yes, Michael." Lindsay said as she lightly pulled his hair. This only made Michael go harder; sucking on her clit, licking, swirling, sucking on her lips, he was doing everything he knew how. After 5 more minutes of pussy-eating, Michael finally heard those magical words, "I-I'm cumming!" Michael kept going, as he felt her body convulse, he ever-so-lightly bit down on Lindsay's clit. With this Lindsay let out a hard groan of pain and pleasure as she came, harder and more than she had in 6 months. Lindsay leans her head forward, through her ecstacy she says "You, really, know, what, you're, doing..." and lightly giggles.