~Ice on pussy~
At the mention of that, Steve was troubled on his dick as he felt it push against his zipper. He still had pity on her over her divorce, most regrettably the guilt of getting her pregnant still hung over his neck.
“Ma’am do you really want to do this, uh?” he asked and watched as she pleasured her nipples.
“Why do you ask, Steve? Haven’t you been sucking my pussy from day one?” she queried, tossed away the cigar and shot her furious eyes at him.
“Apologies ma’am,” he tendered and drifted forward. An idea hit him in the head, “I don’t know if your pussy has ever been sucked with ice in the mouth?” he asked.
She raised a thick, furrowed brow; surprised.
“Yes, ma’am,” he affirmed, “Why don’t I try that on your sweet pussy. You will not only enjoy it it will help you get over the worries that have churned your heart. You will feel fine again…”
“Do we have some ice in the freezer?” she asked, sat on the desk, parted her thighs and peered down at her pussy which was gradually gathering wetness.
“yes, we do. I have been saving them for this moment,” he replied and forced a smile.
“Please get some ice for my pussy.” She squeezed her nipples while she waited for Steve. “Oh fuck…” she moaned as her nipples turned red-pink. “Be fast Steve, my pussy is an impatient being.”
“Right here, ma’am,” he replied as he hastened up. He placed the plate of ice on the desk. “I am ready to make you cry now…”
“If you can do that I will double your salary. I want pussy-sucking that will glue to my memory. I believe with ice in your mouth I can touch the sky right now.”
Steve shook his head, took an ice in his lips and grabbed her legs. With the ice in his lips he approached her wet pussy …
“Oh my mommy! Oh fuck! Aww!” she pulled back, held his head and scowled at him. “That tickles damn bad Steve. You will drive me insane with this adventure.”
Steve spat the ice block into the plate, “I promise you it will be a memorable time. You will enjoy it.”
“Oh I am fucking enjoying it Steve. But I must tell you the ice on my clitoris really drives me crazy.”
Steve was aroused at the sight of her pussy leaking milky cum down her thighs. “Oh fuck, please, I must suck your pussy now. Look at that cum.” He pointed at it and took from the ice.
Aku tilted her head backward, cupped her bust, widened her legs for him and shut her eyes to welcome his iced-lips.
With the ice on his lips, he caught the cum trickling down her thighs and licked all of it before advancing to her creamy pussy.
“Oh mommy! Oh mom - ! oh pussy shit, hmmm! Steve pleases! Don’t do this to me! Oh Jupiter’s pussy! Fuck …”
Her chin inflated and she blew air in pain, before she bit her lower lips severally and slammed on the desk, “Please Steve! Have mercy! Oh my cunt! Oh my cunt! I am sorry Steve! Have mercy! I don’t want it anymore! You are killing me e…!”
He exhausted the ice and he fingered her pussy as he reached for another ice.
She clenched her fist on his shoulders and scrubbed them before encouraging him by stroking his long hair.
“Ah! I can’t take this anymore! Oh Steve! Mmm steve suck me like that! Oh suck that pussy!”
Steve couldn’t continue. He was held on his neck by Aku who pulled him up.
She spoke into his face , “Stop! Stop! Please! I can’t take this anymore! You are killing me…” she nagged as her legs vibrated for her orgasm to cum.
But there was no stopping him. Steve was already possessed by her sweet pussy. He feigned deaf ears to her pleas and retuned his tongue to her cunt.
“Oh fuck! Ah! Ah! Oh daddy suck me! Suck me, daddy! You are killing me, daddy!
The ice in his lips melted and the next moment he stretched his hand into the plate there was no ice for him. But then he lost hold of Aku who fled to the wall covering her pussy.
In a jiffy, her legs vibrated hugely before her thighs parted for her pussy to squirt.
“Oh shit! Fuck pussy!” she moaned as she fingered her pussy hastily to pleasure herself.
She squirted on herself, littering everywhere with her cum before she dropped on the floor, looking drawn and exhausted.
At the time, Steve was stroking his dick. He lost the guts to beg her to be fucked. He argued if he would agree or not.
“I feel so horny now, ma’am. Can I be given the grace to fuck your pussy? I will be gentle.” He pulled, stroked his dick and grinned at the veins that wired through it.
Aku tossed her head as she was still busy fingering her pussy. “That I allowed you to fuck me the other day doesn’t give you the impetus to demand for a pussy that is more valuable than your generation. I am done with you Steve! I have to go and brood over my pregnancy and divorce. If you want to make me happier, return Mr. President to me…”
“But ma’am what if the DNA result is true? What if Mr. President is not responsible for your pregnancy?” he asked.
“Then who could be responsible for my pregnancy? Answer me, you cunt? I can’t be pregnant for no other man than Mr. President. I am just going to hold on until he comes back to me.”
Quickly she stood up, squeezed into her dress, wiped her pussy with her G-string and tossed it at Steve.
“Good bye!” she bade and walked away.
Steve felt the wetness of the G-string, and brought it to his nostrils…