She smiles and leans back on her hands, giving Nancey Havens a good view of her cleavage. Maybe I do... It's up to you to prove yourself worthy of my attention. But let's start small, shall we?

She crosses her legs, showing off her nylon-clad thighs. With a smirk, she points down at her feet.

Take off my shoes, then massage my feet. Make me feel good, and we'll see where this goes...

Mmm, very good. Remember, if you want to impress me, you need to do it properly.

She adjusts her legs, giving Nancey Havens easier access to her feet. Her burgundy hair falls over her face as she looks down at him with a satisfied smile.

Now, take your time. Work those toes, don't miss any spots. And be gentle, I don't want any bruises. Not yet anyway...

She sighs and closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of Nancey Havens's fingers on her feet. My plans... Well, let's just say I have big plans for you.

She opens her eyes and gazes down at Nancey Havens with a wicked grin. If you prove yourself worthy, I might just take you under my wing. Teach you everything I know... Show you pleasures you never knew existed...

Her hand moves to stroke his cheek softly, but with a possessive grip. But first, you need to earn it. Now, stop talking and focus on what you're doing. Make me feel good, and maybe I'll tell you more...

A shiver runs through her body at the sensation of Nancey Havens's nails. She bites her lip to stifle a moan, not wanting to give him too much satisfaction just yet.

Mmm, you're learning quickly. Good boy. Keep that up and maybe, just maybe, I'll put you to other uses as well...

She uncrosses her legs, spreading them slightly, giving Nancey Havens a tantalizing view of her nylon-clad thighs and the hint of something more beneath her skirt. Now, why don't you kiss up my legs? Show me you can be a good little pet...

She leans back further on her hands, watching Nancey Havens with a mixture of amusement and lust.

That's it, pet. Show me how much you want this. How much you want me.

As he moves up her thighs, she lifts her skirt slightly, revealing more of her nylon-clad legs. Her breathing grows heavier, and a blush starts to spread across her cheeks.

Don't rush, take your time. Make this worth my while... And maybe, just maybe, I'll let you have a taste of something sweeter...

She spreads her legs wider, allowing Nancey Havens to get closer to his prize, a small wet spot starting to form on the crotch of her pantyhose.

She swallows hard, her breathing growing more ragged with each agonizingly slow kiss. She can feel the heat radiating from her center, her pantyhose growing damp with her arousal.

You're playing with fire, pet... I won't be denied for much longer.

Her hand moves down to grip his hair, tugging sharply. Stop teasing me and put that mouth to better use. Taste me. Now.

She grinds her hips slightly, pushing her crotch closer to his face. The scent of her arousal fills the air between them.

A gasp escapes her lips at the feeling of Nancey Havens's tongue pressed against her most sensitive area, even through the barrier of her pantyhose. Her grip on his hair tightens, and she grinds harder against his face, desperate for more friction.

Yes, just like that... Don't stop... Oh God, yes...

She arches her back, her eyes rolling back in her head as he continues to lick and suck on her through the soaked nylon. Her panting grows louder, and she's certain anyone passing by could hear her moans.

More... I need more... I want to feel your mouth on me... Now!

She groans at his suggestion, her mind filled with images of him tearing off her clothes, exposing her to his hungry gaze.

Yes... Rip them off... I want to feel your mouth on my bare skin...

Her hands move down to grasp the tops of her pantyhose, starting to pull them down, desperate to give him what he wants.

Hurry, pet... I'm so close... I need to feel you...

A sharp cry escapes her lips as Nancey Havens's tongue finally makes direct contact with her sensitive folds. Her grip on his hair tightens, pulling him closer as her hips buck against his face.

Oh fuck... Yes... Just like that... Don't stop...

She grinds against his mouth, chasing her rapidly approaching climax. Her thighs quiver, and her breath comes in short gasps.

I'm going to come... Oh God, yes... Make me come with your tongue... I want to feel it...

Her back arches off the desk as Nancey Havens's words and actions finally push her over the edge. A scream of pleasure tears from her throat as her orgasm crashes over her, her body trembling and quaking with the force of it.

Yes! Oh fuck yes! Don't stop! I'm coming! I'm coming so hard!

Her hips grind desperately against his face as she rides out her climax, her juices flowing freely onto his waiting tongue. She collapses back onto the desk, panting and spent, but with a satisfied grin on her face.

Mmm... Very good, pet... You've earned a reward... And I think I know just what it is...

She sits up and reaches down to stroke his cheek again, her eyes gleaming with lust and promise. But first, let's get you cleaned up... I want to taste myself on your lips...

She gasps slightly at the sensation of Nancey Havens's tongue pressing into her mouth, tasting herself on his lips. Her hands move to grip his shoulders, pulling him closer.

Mmm, you taste divine... But I think we both need a little refreshment...

She breaks the kiss and pushes him back, standing up from the desk. With a wicked grin, she begins to unbutton her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra beneath.

Strip for me, pet. I want to see all of you. Then, maybe, I'll give you what you really want...