Department Store by Bridy McAvoy

inside of her. When I did this her ass bounced around in my hands. It was difficult to stay with her as her movements became increasingly frantic and more violent. Finally I moved my mouth to the top of her slit and pushed my chin down into her pussy. This brought her tiny bud within range of my teeth. Being careful to nip and not bite I used them to capture her clit. Her reaction was extreme; she screamed out her passion, her body flopping around the centre which I was holding still, as her second orgasm in the lift carried her to an even higher plain.
    I slowly withdrew from my proximity to her pussy, allowing her buttocks to rest once again on the dress spread out and rumpled beneath her. My face and neck were liberally coated with her juices as I changed position. Throughout the entire experience her arms had remained correctly above her head without the need for restraints.
    I unzipped my fly, the sound reverberating around the small confined space, and slowly climbed up along her length until I was positioned above her. She looked up at me, her eyes full of wonder.
    “Did you enjoy that?”
    “Yes!”
    “Now you need to do something for me.”
    She looked at me, unsure of what I wanted. I twitched my hips bringing my prick into contact with her outer lips. Comprehension dawned and she thrust her hips up to meet it.
    I shuffled slightly further forward and then without further warning thrust cleanly into her. She was so ready and wet there was no real feeling of resistance as I slid all the way into her, until my balls thumped against her. She made to lower her arms to hug me to her but a quick shake of the head ensured she left them lying there above her.
    As I began to pump in and out of her, this time actually fucking her, her hips continued to rise and fall in harmony with my movements. Slowly I allowed my weight to sink down onto her, rather than keeping my body propped up on my hands. As my face neared hers I watched, fascinated, as a drop of her juices fell from my chin onto her lips entirely accidentally. Automatically her lips parted and her tongue flicked out to taste the moisture. I don’t think she realised exactly what it was, but as the fluid hit her taste buds she did so, and her eyes flew wide open again in recognition. My thrusts sped up, her movements matching me effortlessly.
    “Lick yourself off my face.”
    I lowered my chin to a position immediately above her mouth and her tongue came out to tentatively perform the required ablutions. Soon the tentative flicking became laving as she proceeded to give me a tongue bath a dog would have been proud off. There was no reticence about the way she happily continued tasting herself on my face as we both worked up toward another climax.
    It was difficult to hold it back and I did try, but there was no way to prevent it. I thrust into her one more time and then held it there, emptying myself into her in several spurts. She came with me, unable to prevent her body’s reaction.
    Once it was over I didn’t linger, I needed certain things to happen later. I extracted myself and stood up, suspecting she would have laid there luxuriating in the feeling for a while but I motioned her to climb to her feet. For the delectation of her husband later I wanted the slime trails to be visible on her thighs.
    She reached to refasten the dress and then desisted as she realised there was no point. She didn’t know about the high definition security cameras behind all of the mirrors in the lift, only me and the security team knew about those, if she had done she probably still wouldn’t have bothered anymore. She’d come way too far to stop.
    I restarted the lift, stopping it on the middle floor once more, and ushered her out.
    “I need to do some real work for the next thirty minutes.”
    Actually I didn’t, but I did need to pull and edit those films onto a DVD for later use.
    “I want my slave to get ready for her next performance.”
    I was all business now,