Francesca's silence infuriated me. "Answer me, damn it!"
"I prefer to be the 'eatee', sir!" she replied.
"Good! Now sit back in my chair like you were !"
A little confused, she did as she was told. Sitting demurely with her knees together. I knelt down in front of her, pried her knees apart, and stepped between. Bending down, I hiked up her skirt and pushed my face into the crotch of her panties.