Hitting the Spot

She captured me young, when I was eighteen
Cleaning her office, skin tight were my jeans
I caught her glancing at me, with secret peeks,
I was excited; never touched in-between.

She was classy and cute in her tight business suit
Large ample tits, still jutting out proudly
Graceful and blonde with a tan freckled face,
Buxom and busty, absolutely astounding!

Older than me by a factor of three,
This sexy old lady was fine as could be.

One special evening, Sarah got up from her desk
Crept up to my cart, so big were her breasts.
Pulled out the ribbon, that was holding my hair
Caressing my cheek, I started to sweat.

With nary a word, She pulled my waist close.
Damn glasses fell off, I was more nervous than most.
My quivering voice all hoarse I don’t know,
She parted my lips, it was long, deep and slow.

My panties were drenched, I had no way of knowing
Quivering lips, my anxiety twitched; shaking, glowing.

Dampening feelings were apparently rolling
Tell me baby girl, do you like my shirt?
Unbutton it now, say hello to my girls!
I did as she said, drunk on her smell.

Sarah’s big tits made me shake even more
Freckled tan, gold necklace heart hanging
Scarlet buttons on tips, beckoned my lips
Give me some milk, perfume smells fantastic!

Clothes came off, pulling my panties aside,
her nose in my cunt - I almost died!
Fingers inserted, along with the thumbs;
flick of a tongue, little pussy squirting.

After I came, she showed me her best,
Legs on her desk, She said “no time to rest”.
Fuzzy blonde muffin, ahead in the center,
Placed close to my face, too close to measure.

The scent of this dish almost touching my lips
My face inserted between the breadth of her hips
Licking her clit inside smooth pussy lips,

Touching the cervix with small fingertips.
She grappled the chair, gasping for air,
I fell down from her legs and onto the floor.