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out right.”
    “Right, I know what you mean though.”
    “I’m just saying , it wouldn’t make things sleazy or trashy.”
    “I understand what you mean. But c’mon, let’s go upstairs.”
    Hand in hand we entered his spacious loft. He turned the knob on the wall and the lights set to a dim level. His place looked exactly like a jazz musician’s apartment would look. In the middle of the loft sat a huge black couch with a glass coffee table in front of it. On the walls there were abstract paintings and huge album covers from old jazz artists. Just about everywhere there were sheets lying around with musical notes scribbled on them. I wondered how often he lived here.
    “Do you want a glass of… ”
    “Shhhh,” I said, placing my finger on his lips. “Just listen.” I grabbed the bottom of his Henley and lifted it above his head revealing his rock hard abs. They looked just as I imaged. Pulsating and as solid as granite. I wanted a taste. I bent over and sucked his six pack like a vampire, while I lightly grazed his nipples with my thumb. He moaned from the satisfaction. I wanted him so bad; I didn’t think I would make it to the bedroom. I was ready to take him on the kitchen floor.
    He kneeled over and ran his hand through my hair and kissed me deeply with fervor. I stood up pulled is body into mine. We eased back into his bedroom; our lips stayed locked the entire time. I could feel a swelling in his crotch throb harder and harder as we fell onto his bed. His cock was enormous. I unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants, anticipating his fleshy wood. Sucking his nipples, he let out a great moan.
    “You like that?” I asked, ripping off his pants. His cock was nearly bursting out of his boxer-briefs. I waited with baited breath for its appearance.
    “ Oh fuck yes I love it,” he whispered.
    I pulled his briefs off and out sprung his manhood. It was glorious.
    “Oh my,” I gasped. The size of his dick was something I had never seen before. It was nothing like the boys I had been with. This man before me had a gift. This was a penis of the gods. The size made me a bit nervous, but I was up for the challenge.
    “Can I taste you?” I asked innocently.
    “Taste me Cassie. Taste me,” he begged. He clamped down on the back of my head and forced my head down on his fully erect cock. My mouth slid from the top of his mushroom head all the way down to the base of his shaft. His pre-cum drenched my tongue. He tasted sweet.
    “I can’t believe how big you are,” I mumbled, wetting his entire shaft again with my jaws.
    “I can’t believe how good your lips feel on me,” he said, cupping my breasts. I sucked harder, gripping his cock with my fist. His wood was longer enough to fit two hands. I grabbed it with two fists and rotated my fists up and down, squeezing his throbbing head with my jaws.
    I continue d to suck voraciously making him solid as an iron pole. My moaning mixing with his groaning made me wetter beyond belief. The pulsating, thick veins on his shaft resembled slivering vines on a garden fence. I skimmed the length of his firmness my tongue like a popsicle. He continued moaning, louder this time. My thighs were quivering knowing I was the one who was bringing boundless gratification to this man. It was an amazing feeling knowing that I was capable of something so hot.
    I let go of my hands and pummeled the tip monstrous dick head with just my lips. I pushed down hard on it, then sucked my jaws in tightly like a poisonous python devouring its prey. I unhooked my bra and slid off my soaked panties. Braxton let out a strapping wail. I could tell he was nearing a climax. I hurriedly pulled my lips off of his apple head, making a loud plop.
    “Do you want me, Braxton?”
    “You know I want you, Cassie,” he said looking at me. His eyes broadcasted naughty intentions.
    His cock was pointed to the ceiling, still erect, thumping from side to side. As Braxton lay back, anticipating me, I mounted