Her underwear were plain and boring, simply because sexy lingerie were extravagantly more expensive than the pair she was wearing, which already felt out of her budget. Her thought process was cut short as she felt his fingers skimming along her skin, as he peeled away her underwear. She jolted up into a sitting position, keeping herself up with her elbows as she looked down at the man in shock, her eyes wide and cheeks flushed as she watched him reveal her most intimate parts.<br/>She couldn't believe him! He hadn't said anything about this, it had been implied, granted but still..!<br/>She let out a frustrated sigh as she flopped back down, the flimsy white shirt she was wearing shifting under her movement, exposing more of her skin, this time her stomach, which was flat and taut from years of running and sport.<br/><br/>She gasped as she felt his fingers brushing along her tender folds, her back immediately arching against the touch, and her hands clutching at the edges of her desk, urging herself to stay still and not show how much she had needed this touch. It had seemed years since she had had a man take the time and care over her, that this stranger seemed to...<br/>Soft moans started to fill up the room, bouncing off of the walls as he found the most sensitive part of her, her hips bucking up instinctively, trying to get more friction to increase her please. Her arousal were starting to soar already, her juices slowly leaking down, onto her thighs, coating them in the slick fragrant mess.<br/><br/>Evangeline whimpered as his mouth finally found her dripping pussy, her hand quickly flying to the back of his head. It was a movement out of shock, more of a protest but it turned into a pressure applied to his head, forcing him further down onto her and she moaned and gyrated against him, her fingers threading through his soft locks.