Mickie is very forward

Mickie didn't waste a single breath. She said what was on her mind, always, but had the wherewithal to guide Hank to a secluded spot to ask her question.

"Do you wanna hook up?" She asked.

Hank just about dropped his jaw to the broiling pavement.

"Huh?" He replied, intelligently.

"Look, you're. Just really cute, adorable actually, and I want a piece. We're cool if you're bot interested, but I'd never get over it if i didnt at least try."

"Oh, shit, i mean y-yeah. I'm interested. I just-"

"Okay cool! I know a great spot." Mick practically cooed, distracting Hank with the supple curve of her lips and the batting of her lashes while she stole him away to a building he'd never been in.

She was merciful enough to take the elevator wherever it was she wanted to go, but now that she had the go ahead from Hank, she spend the entire time undressing him with her eyes, licking her lips, and giggling softly as his blush grew. His ears were burning red by the time they finally stopped walking, Mickey shutting the door behind Hank after bringing him in to what must've been an office, dimly lit with the curtains drawn. He didnt get a very good first look, though, as she leaned down to his height and pressed their lips together with a hunger he'd never tasted before.

She backed him against the desk and unceremoniously pushed the clutter out of her way before helping him up onto its surface so she didnt have to bend so low. Much more comfortable, she kept licking at Hank's lips and kneading his thighs, playing with the folds of his clothes as she mapped his body beneath the points of her perfectly cared for nails.

When she finally let him up for air, he was embarrassed enough to have gasped, faint from how long she had him under.

"Awh, sweet baby boy.. Mama got a little caried away~" she purred, leaning in to lick the shell of his ear. Hank shuddered hard and offered her a quiet moan in response.

"You like that? You want more from Mama?"

Hank nodded, and Mickey gave him a playful nibble before unbuttoning her blouse, tugging down her white lace bra and letting her large breasts spill forward, crowded against Hank's face. She had him smothered in them with much fight, petting his hair and periodically pressing him closer.

"Good boy~" She said, her free hand moving away from him to rustle fabric.

Hank didnt know what she'd been doing until she made him lay back on the desk while she crawled on top, her panties stripped from beneath her skirt, which further blocked the room from his view as she descended. He moaned ass her pussy met his face, and eagerly opened his mouth to prod his tongue inside as her weight rocked downward.

"Yeah.. Eat that pussy good, baby"