Craving satisfaction, I sought out my favorite manicurist, Michelle, for more than just a foot rub. In a secluded outdoor setting, she eagerly obliged, her skilled hands roaming my body, pausing to tease my ass and pussy. She buried her face between my legs, lapping at my wetness, her tongue dancing on my clit. I moaned, pushing back against her, desperate for more. She complied, her fingers filling me, her mouth never pausing. I begged her to fuck me, and she did, her pussy-dripping digits plunging into my ass, her tongue never ceasing its relentless assault on my clit until I came undone.