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“
Like
this
,
”
he
whispers
,
and
he
moves
his
hand
up
and
down
with
a
firm
grip
around
my
fingers
,
and
my
fingers
tighten
around
him
.
He
closes
his
eyes
again
,
and
his
breath
hitches
in
his
throat
.
When
he
opens
them
again
,
his
gaze
is
scorching
molten
gray
.
“
That
’
s
right
,
baby
.
”
He
releases
my
hand
,
leaving
me
to
continue
alone
,
and
closes
his
eyes
as
I
move
up
and
down
his
length
.
He
flexes
his
hips
slightly
into
my
hand
and
reflexively
I
grasp
him
tighter
.
A
low
groan
escapes
from
deep
within
his
throat
.
Fuck
my
mouth
…
hmm
.
I
remember
him
pushing
his
thumb
in
my
mouth
and
asking
me
to
suck
,
hard
.
His
mouth
drops
open
as
his
breathing
increases
.
I
lean
forward
,
while
he
has
his
eyes
closed
,
and
place
my
lips
around
him
and
tentatively
suck
,
running
my
tongue
over
the
tip
.
“
Whoa
…
Ana
.
”
His
eyes
fly
open
,
and
I
suck
harder
.
Hmm
…
he
’
s
hard
and
soft
at
once
,
like
steel
encased
in
velvet
,
and
surprisingly
tasty
—
salty
and
smooth
.
“
Christ
,
”
he
groans
,
and
he
closes
his
eyes
again
.
Moving
down
,
I
push
him
into
my
mouth
.
He
groans
again
.
Ha
!
My
inner
goddess
is
thrilled
.
I
can
do
this
.
I
can
fuck
him
with
my
mouth
.
I
twirl
my
tongue
around
the
tip
again
,
and
he
flexes
and
raises
his
hips
.
His
eyes
are
open
now
,
blistering
with
heat
.
His
teeth
are
clenched
as
he
flexes
again
,
and
I
push
him
deeper
into
my
mouth
,
supporting
myself
on
his
thighs
.
I
feel
his
legs
tense
beneath
my
hands
.
He
reaches
up
and
grabs
my
pigtails
and
starts
to
really
move
.
“
Oh
…
baby
…
that
feels
good
,
”
he
murmurs
.
I
suck
harder
,
flicking
my
tongue
across
the
head
of
his
impressive
erection
.
Wrapping
my
teeth
behind
my
lips
,
I
clamp
my
mouth
around
him
.
His
breath
hisses
between
his
teeth
,
and
he
groans
.
“
Jesus
.
How
far
can
you
go
?
”
he
whispers
.
Hmm
…
I
pull
him
deeper
into
my
mouth
so
I
can
feel
him
at
the
back
of
my
throat
and
then
to
the
front
again
.
My
tongue
swirls
around
the
end
.
He
’
s
my
very
own
Christian
Grey
–
flavored
popsicle
.
I
suck
harder
and
harder
,
pushing
him
deeper
and
deeper
,
swirling
my
tongue
around
and
around
.
Hmm
…
I
had
no
idea
giving
pleasure
could
be
such
a
turn
-
on
,
watching
him
writhe
subtly
with
carnal
longing
.
My
inner
goddess
is
doing
the
merengue
with
some
salsa
moves
.
