Continuati9n of that shit but Maria is getting hard ons during business hours so fabienne quickly blows her in the kitchen

Notes: Once again, this was written by my partner, BottomBitch. If you're interested in more of her work, hit up her AO3. You can find her commission info here.

Fabienne taking care of Maria's needs had quickly become the new normal. It would have been harder to explain to Maria why it ought to have been a one-time-thing, Fabienne reasoned, but that was a mere excuse. In reality, right from the moment that she had first wrapped her tits around Maria's cock, Fabienne and Maria had shared a newfound addiction to pleasure.

"Miss Fabienne..." Maria said, quietly, as she gave the older woman's dress a tug. Fabienne, who was standing behind the inn's counter, only had to glance down at Maria to realise what the girl wanted. She was hard, and not for the first time, even that day. Fabienne glanced across the mostly-empty tables, and then nodded.

"Of course, dear girl," she replied, reaching a hand down to give Maria's head a pat before the two retreated into the back together.

The door had been securely closed, but still, Maria tried to keep her voice as stifled and quiet as possible as she stood before the kneeling Fabienne, her hands gripping her dress as she held its hem high enough for her lower half to be completely exposed. Her eyes were closed tight, while Fabienne's remained open and fixed on the young girl's face, even as her head slid back and forth.

By contrast, Fabienne was making no attempt to stay quiet. There was little point. Whenever she sucked Maria off, she became so engrossed in the act that the constant, loud slurping sounds that accompanied her dedicated worship were unavoidable. Every drop of precum that leaked from the tip was either lapped up by Fabienne or milked by her throat, which had grown accustomed to the girthy intrusion quickly enough for it to seem effortless, though that far from the truth.

In serving Maria, Fabienne struggled not to exert herself. She didn't merely want to tend to the girl's needs, she wanted her to feel good. The faster she moved, the harder that the throbbing member became, and despite her size, Maria had very little stamina. When Fabienne felt the unmistakable signs of an oncoming orgasm, the twitching and the throbbing inside the warmth of her tight throat, she wrapped her arms around Maria's waist and held herself all the way down at the base, staying there whilst swallowing around the member as she felt the first thick spurts shoot into her belly. When only dribbles remained, she pulled back to sample the rest, allowing it to flow against her worshipping tongue before she pulled off the member entirely and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"How was that, Maria?" she asked, as if Maria's blushing face and tired eyes didn't tell her everything that she needed to know.