With the line disconnected, Deborah turned her full attention to her pupil. She took Peggy’s hand, guiding it up her thigh, under her skirt, to the wetness that had gathered there. “Now it’s time for you to experience it,” she murmured, her eyes dark with lust. “Let’s show this man what a real orgasm sounds like.”
Peggy felt a thrill of anticipation, her body already responding to the touch. She leaned back in the chair, her legs parting slightly as Deborah’s fingers slipped into the damp fabric of her panties. The older woman’s touch was firm yet gentle, her movements precise and calculated, as if she knew exactly how to make her quiver with need.
Deborah leaned in, her lips brushing against Peggy’s ear. “Let go,” she whispered, her voice a silky command. “Show him what you’re made of.” And with that, she slid a finger into her, her thumb circling the sensitive nub of her clit.
Peggy’s eyes squeezed shut as a wave of pleasure washed over her, the sensation so intense she could feel it in her toes. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, her hips bucking against Deborah’s hand. The moan that slipped from her mouth was unmistakable, a sound of pure, unbridled desire.
Deborah chuckled, her eyes gleaming with victory. “Perfect,” she said, her voice a soft rumble of approval. “Now, let’s do it again. And this time, don’t hold back.”
Her fingers moved faster, her thumb pressing harder, sending bolts of electricity through Peggy’s core. The sound of Deborah’s voice in her ear, her breath hot and ragged, only added to the delicious torment.
Peggy’s body tightened, her muscles coiling like a spring ready to snap. And then, with a cry that echoed through the deserted office, she shattered. Her orgasm was loud and unrestrained, a symphony of pleasure that seemed to go on forever.
When the tremors finally subsided, Deborah withdrew her hand, licking her fingers clean with a wink!
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