Caitlin and Mistress Vicky

Glancing up, I saw that she knew where I was looking. I gulped nervously, would she be mad?

My fears were dispelled as she smiled at me.

"You want to taste me there sweetie? Very well then." she said, her smile turning into more of a smirk.

She stood up and rolled her skirt up. Having done this many times, I knew it was my job to lower her panties. Waiting until I pulled them down gently, even reverently, she sat back down. Spreading her legs, I waited for her to point right at her shaved pussy before I scooted forward.

By now I was very familiar with how she wanted it. I lapped lightly at her pussy lips to begin with, waiting for her to get wet. From the top part of my vision I could see that her attention had gone back to the TV. (The guy on the screen was talking about "Twitter" or something like that, I had no idea what it was.)

Continuing to lick her pussy lightly, I could see that some wetness was beginning to appear. That was the signal to start paying attention to her clit. As I did so, I felt her hand settle on my head possessively. Her clit was poking out now and I was moving my tongue all over it. I could feel my wife starting to breathe a little more heavily. I knew she was getting close to orgasm when her hand that was resting on my head gripped my hair and I was pushed deeper into her pussy. This gesture was obvious; it was a combination of wanting me to lick harder and a statement saying "I'm in charge here." (As though I could forget).

She was murmuring "Good girl" several times over with her eyes closed and I knew she was about to cum. Knowing what my wife was going to do, I took a deep breath and then sucked and lapped at her clit. Just like I thought, she took both hands and grinded my face into her pussy, moaning loudly.

My face was soaked as she experienced an explosive orgasm. From between her legs I could barely hear her shriek of pleasure. A little light-headed by now, I waited for her to finish and release me so I could breathe. Finally she did. Peering out with one eye open, she rubbed my head.