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“
Jeez
,
Ana
,
steady
,
”
he
groans
.
I
feel
so
powerful
;
it
’
s
such
an
exhilarating
feeling
,
teasing
and
testing
him
with
my
mouth
and
tongue
.
He
tenses
underneath
me
as
I
run
my
mouth
up
and
down
him
,
pushing
him
to
the
back
of
my
throat
,
my
lips
tight
…
again
and
again
.
“
Stop
,
Ana
,
stop
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
come
.
”
I
sit
up
,
blinking
at
him
,
and
I
’
m
panting
like
him
,
but
confused
.
I
thought
I
was
in
charge
?
My
inner
goddess
looks
like
someone
snatched
her
ice
cream
.
“
Your
innocence
and
enthusiasm
is
very
disarming
,
”
he
gasps
.
“
You
,
on
top
…
that
’
s
what
we
need
to
do
.
”
Oh
.
“
Here
,
put
this
on
.
”
He
hands
me
a
foil
packet
.
Holy
crap
.
How
?
I
rip
the
packet
open
,
and
the
rubbery
condom
is
all
tacky
in
my
fingers
.
“
Pinch
the
top
and
then
roll
it
down
.
You
don
’
t
want
any
air
in
the
end
of
that
sucker
,
”
he
pants
.
And
very
slowly
,
concentrating
hard
,
I
do
as
I
’
m
told
.
