I was in another colleague's office when I received notice of her arrival via text message:
"I'm in your office, slave".
As you might imagine, I found a way to wrap up my "consultation" quickly to perform more important duties.
It was an unusually chilly day here in River City. Mistress had on a leather jacket over her black dress. But she would never let unseasonable weather disrupt her fashion policy of foregoing leg coverings once May arrives.
As a result, all she had to do was slither out of her black undies, spread her legs, and let her Slave get to work.
I efficiently devoted my tongue and lips to task, leaving Mistress with a cum to tide her over for a while, and my own face smeared with her fragrant juices.
As a memento of the moment, I took this photo - a closeup of those semi-kinky shoes and her well manicured tootsies, which I suspect could be inspiring to at least some of our readers.
