Take Care of Ms. Smith

Ms Jenkins, still straddling John, leaned down to whisper in his ear. "It's time to please Ms. Smith now," she said, her voice low and sultry. John, still panting from his orgasm, nodded his understanding. Ms Smith, who had been watching them with rapt attention, smiled as Ms. Jenkins spoke. "I've been waiting for my turn," she said, her voice thick with desire. Ms Jenkins, motioned for Ms. Smith to come closer. Ms Smith obliged, crawling over to them and positioning herself over John's face.

Ms. Smith lowered herself onto John's face, feeling his hot breath on her most intimate areas. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she felt his tongue begin to explore her. Ms. Jenkins, still straddling John, leaned back and watched as Ms. Smith rode his face. "Do you like that, Ms. Smith?" she asked, her voice thick with desire.

Ms. Smith nodded, unable to speak as John's tongue continued to work its magic. Ms. Jenkins leaned down and whispered in her ear, "He's very good, isn't he?" Ms. Smith nodded again, her hips moving in time with John's tongue.

Ms Smith, with a wicked grin, lifted herself off John and stood up. She leaned over the desk, her chest heaving with excitement. "Fuck me hard, John," she demanded, her voice husky with desire. Ms Jenkins watched with a smirk as Ms. Smith positioned herself on the desk. She was clearly enjoying the show, her hips still moving in rhythm with John's as he caught his breath.

John, still panting from his orgasm, looked up at Ms. Smith He saw the desire in her eyes and knew what she wanted. He stood up, his legs shaky from the intense pleasure he had just experienced.