<div class="floatright">(https://indulgeme.ie/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/Louise-OReilly-Milk.jpg)</div>Every time. Every fucking time the brunette begged her name out like that, the word sent a terribly driving thrill up Nissa’s spine. It made her body shiver, sit a little higher, back a little straighter on her girlfriend’s desk, her fingers still buried deep in the wet cunt she knew so very well. There would never be anything sweeter to her than Becky’s desperate cries. They made a devious smile break out onto her face, and it was impossible not to follow the urge to drag her digits through the sodden mess of her girlfriends pussy, drenching them fully, before sliding them right back into that tight little hole, just a little deeper and just a little quicker than before.<br/><br/>She opened her mouth, but the next sounds of commanding pleasure were cut off as the cell phone in her pocket beeped musically, indicating a text message had come through.<br/><br/>Not to be too interrupted and determined not to lose the spell she had over her girlfriend, Nissa began sliding her fingers in and out of that precious little pussy quickly. Her other hand worked just as fast, tucking into the edge of Becky’s bra near her armpit and dragging downwards along the lacy cup, popping that pretty tit and its turgid nipple right out into the open.<br/><br/>“There. Right there is my good, pretty slut… Mmmm, use your hands now, darling. Pull your tits out and play with them for me while I…” After a deft squeeze, her hand disappeared from Becky’s breast to flash into her jacket pocket – the other still multi-tasking away at her wet hole – and pulled out the interrupting cell phone. She looked at the screen quickly, her attention barely on it for a moment before she saw what the text message was about. “…While I see that we now have Mateo’s cell phone number.” Nissa said, flashing the screen so Becky could see the contact information pulled up in the text message from their assistant.<br/><br/>“Maybe I should call him while you’re just like this…” She grinned, lowering her hand with the phone in it to her thigh so she could lean forward a bit more, reaching just that much farther into her girlfriend’s pussy and working her palm against that sensitive clit. “…Or send him a naughty photo, hmm? What if he saw how wet you got for me, gorgeous? Think he’d want to give us a better deal then??”<br/>