Stacey finally began to stir and pushed herself up off the conference table.
I rolled my chair back further to give her some room. Stacey's feet found the floor and she stood up on wobbly legs. I spread my legs and motioned her to the floor between them. Stacey knelt down in front of my softening, slick cock.
"Oh my God, I've never been fucked like that before..." she said as she looked up at me.
"Get used to it," I replied as I gestured toward my member.
Stacey wrapped her tiny hand around my shaft and softly stroked its flaccid length.
"Clean me."
Stacey knew what that meant and leaned forward parting her lips and placing my head between them. Stacey took its length and slowly sucked me to its base. She gave it a few sucks and felt life beginning to return.
Encouraged by her efforts she began at the base and licked up and down my shaft cleaning the vestiges of our sex. The combined juices gave her a cause to moan softly.
"Look at me" I commanded and she opened her eyes and locked them onto mine. Her eyes were sparkling blue and held mine. In them I saw submission, obedience and worship.
"That's a good girl, your mouth is so warm and feels so good."
My words seemed to encourage her and she picked up her pace. Her head bobbing and her eyes never leaving mine. She licked and sucked, expertly fellating me, eager to please me and do a good job. I sat back and watched her get lost in the performance. Her eyes closed and she seemed to focus all of her being in providing me with the best blow job I had ever experienced. She was well on her way.
I lifted my right leg over the arm of the chair giving her more room and better access. Stacey seemed to know what I wanted without me telling and stroked my shaft with her right hand, as her tongue made its way to my asshole.