I gobble up every drop making a pacman sound as i go. You laugh as i wrap my arms around your legs as i burry my mouth into ur pussy. "Mmmm don't do t...hat baby!!" You moan as my tongue pushes deep inside ur pussy licking all on ur walls.I start to pant as I look for something to grab and pull on to get away. "baby stop." I whisper. My hands push on the ceiling a little as I slowly move downwards. "Nu uh. You staying right here . "you say as you grab and lock your arms around my legs as you burry. Now let me tell you about Wendy. She’s about 5’10’ with a voluptuous body. An old school body like the movie stars for the 40’s and 50’s, with big tits, a small waists, and big hips. She had an elegant face with fine features, topped off with dirty blond hair that she usually had pulled back in some fashion. She wore business suits most of the time, but always showed a good bit of cleavage. Very classy and stunning! She came around the counter, I got a couple of stools to sit on, and we spread. Let’s start with a small intro, I am a post graduate working from home with a multinational. I am not athletic built but fit looking at a height of 5.10 and 65 kgs. Many of my female friends tell me I look handsome but I myself would say I have an innocent face with boyish charms and a skin reflecting the ethnic Indian, with a tanned tone. Enough of me, let’s get to the story. I occasionally do personality development and soft skills seminar sessions at colleges and universities. Now this story. Maybe just to keep my sanity.When I came around the corner I saw the washroom sign for the lady's head. I immediately thought about finding a private stall and had already opened the door when I heard a quiet, yet playful, "Master?"It was from a crack between the door and frame at the end of the hall. I saw the exit sign and a stairs sign.Like conspirators, she opened the door and made sure I wasn't followed as she then lead me up the stairs. I followed, biding my time, yet watched that rounded.