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caressed the back of his neck, running
her hands through his hair. She let him run his hands down her petite frame, tracing
the curves of her hips, and finally one hand slipped down to her freshly waxed
pussy.  She felt one of his fingers push between the lips, and it felt ripe and
juicy, like it just burst open with a warm wetness.  She let out a quiet moan
as he touched her swollen clit.
    He stayed that way, holding her from behind, caressing each of her
breasts and teasing her nipples as he swirled his other fingers around her
clit.  He was a bit playful at first as he enjoyed the slick lubrication,
gliding his fingers through it, but it was becoming more focused and intense,
and it made her wetter to hear him breathing so heavily in her ear. She stood
there wrapped in his arms and let him bring her closer to orgasm. 
    “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered huskily into her ear. 
    Feeling his breath on her sent waves of heat through her body, and
his voice touched a place deep in her soul as he spoke. Serena couldn’t hold it
in any longer, she had to cum.  He sensed it and held her tighter in his arms
and continued to slowly circle her clit and settled his other hand on one of her
nipples and firmly pinched it. She relaxed into his arms and felt her pussy
explode and flow over his fingers as she moaned into the emptiness of the
room. 
    He held Serena silently for a few moments, and when he relaxed his
grip on her and set me free, she expected that he would guide her to the sofa. 
Instead she only heard a movement behind her, and she glanced behind her to see
him going down on his knees.  She wasn’t sure what he was doing and thought
maybe he wanted to admire her heart-shaped bottom.  He put his hands on her
hips then she felt him begin to caress and squeeze the ripe flesh of her hips
and buttocks, and finally he was slipping his fingers between her legs, dipping
into the juices from her pussy. 
    She felt one finger slide into her vagina as another fingertip
reached up to her clit that was still throbbing from her first orgasm. She was
still standing near the sofa, so she leaned against it for balance but also
lifted one knee onto the side of the sofa.  She bent forward slightly at the
waist and pushed her ass out, making it easier for him to reach her pussy.  She
knew from his position he had a clear view, but she wanted that.  She wanted
him to look at her wet pink pussy, and she wanted him to desire her even more.
    He pulled his hand from between her legs, and Serena frowned in
disappointment. 
    Why is he stopping? she wondered.
    Then suddenly she felt a new sensation.  He had brought his face
to her pussy, and she felt his lips kissing and sucking the wet lips.  She felt
his hot breath on her as he buried his face in the warm stickiness.  His tongue
darted in and out, tasting and exploring all of her, and curled around her
clit.  One guy had done it to her before, but he didn’t really know what he was
doing and slurped around like he was eating a melting ice cream cone and never
hit the right spot, and she had lain only staring at the ceiling of his pickup
truck until he had enough.
    He held her ass tightly and licked and sucked for several minutes,
and it was the most amazing sensation she had ever felt.  It was so delicate
and precise, but at the same time not delicate at all and with intent.  He
thrust his wet tongue deep into her vagina as he stroked her throbbing clit. 
She felt a warm surge envelop her, and her pussy burst again, the ripe nectar
flooding over his face, and he eagerly licked and sucked up the juices.
    Serena’s legs were beginning to tremble, so she turned and sat on
the edge of the sofa.  He moved to stand front of her, and she reached out and
loosened his belt then lowered his zipper, brushing her hand against the rigid
bulge in his pants.  She stood up again and unknotted his tie and slowly
unbuttoned his shirt.  Her hands shook slightly, and she wasn’t sure if