Pussy Worship

“You’re right.” The man said as he clicked open a soundless video of a woman riding a bound and blindfolded man’s cock. “This is nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Nora hesitated for a moment, then shrugged to herself. Of course it was nothing to be ashamed of.

“Close that one. I want to show you…”

He closed the video and, under her instructions clicked open one of Nora’s folders.

“That one.” She pointed to thumbnail.

He obligingly clicked on it and a woman was holding a man’s head down between her legs he licked and sucked her pussy.

“This is my favorite one. More men should love to worship pussy.”

“I love to worship pussy. I could worship yours, if you want.”

The offer was casual, his eyes briefly leaving the screen to glance up at Nora.

“You could worship my pussy…” Nora repeated, attempting to comprehend the offer.

“Thank you.”

The words didn’t register until the man turned from the computer, lifted the skirt of her maxi dress, pulled aside her panties and proceeded to do just as Nora had said, moments ago, his tongue delving deep between her legs.

Nora froze up, her breath catching as the unexpected pleasure hit her.

She brought her hands up to… protest? But why protest? Everyone has sex. And it had been so long since someone had given her this kind of pleasure.

She gave a soft moan as his tongue stroked across her clit. “You’re so good at this.”

His body language changed at her words, grabbing her still clothed butt and practically shoving his face deeper as his mouth, lips, and tongue worked her pussy skillfully.