It seemed to be working. By the time I was at Q she was moaning loudly, begging me, "Don't stop, Derek, don't stop!"

Of course I had no intention of stopping. I could have dined on this delicious delicacy all day and all night, wallowing in the amazing taste. The thrill of making a woman moan and gasp, especially Mrs. Barnes, had my dick hard again after only the briefest of rests.

At V I felt her seize the back of my head. "Right there, right there..."

Figuring she was about to come, I didn't finish my alphabet routine. Instead I turned my attention upwards to her clit, sucking it...