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slid his fingers into the sides of my panties and pulled them down to my ankles where I kicked them off. My heart galloped in my chest as he once again buried his head between my legs. We wouldn’t make a baby this way, but it felt soooo good, I couldn’t bear to tell him to stop.
    Not that Andrew appeared inclined to change course to put us on a more reproductive friendly path. In between flicking his tongue in and out of my hot core, he mumbled, “You taste delicious.”
    I would have answered him, but I couldn’t. Basic cognitive thought processes were lost as I couldn’t focus on anything else but reaching that pinnacle of bliss where we were headed. My hips began to undulate as his tongue got closer and closer to reaching the deepest part of me.
    A final tease of his tongue against my bud was all it took for me to explode in ecstasy. I rode wave after wave of passion, with Andrew there with me every step of the way, slurping up every bit of my wetness.
    I’d never come so hard in my life. Of course, I didn’t climax with Karl at all, and even my own efforts had never produced sensations like this. Tingly warmth spread all over me and only subsided once Andrew lifted up his head with a satisfied smile.
    “I take it you liked that?”
    “Of course! Didn’t my body give me away?”
    “Your screams did too.”
    I screamed? I suddenly felt embarrassed, unaware I’d made any noise at all, much less had gotten so loud. “It’s your fault. You’re a master at this.”
    Andrew’s smile widened. “I’m only a master because I’m extremely attracted to my partner. I wanted to make sure she comes out just as satisfied by the course of our lovemaking as I will.”
    His saying “I will” reminded me of something. I sat up, propping myself on my elbows, and peered down at his lower body. He’d never taken his pants off!
    I pointed to the offending garment and said, “If you’re planning to keep those on, I won’t be able to fulfill our agreement. As much as I enjoy your tongue, you cock has to be inside of me at some point to make a baby.”
    “Really? Is that how babies are made?” Andrew laughed as I tossed another one of the pillows at him. “Not to worry, Ryanna. I have every intention of sinking my cock as far inside of you as it will go. I can’t wait to hear your screams of passion again.”
    After standing up to take off his pants, his enormous cock sprang forward, as if it couldn’t wait to be unleashed. I leaned forward, taking the huge muscle in both of my hands, stunned by its girth and length. I’d always heard black men had the biggest dicks, but Andrew was clearly an exception.
    I tentatively began to stroke him, reveling in the warm, sticky bead of precum that had formed at the tip. It felt like validation that Andrew wanted me as much as I wanted him. Of course, the erection itself proved as much, but the dripping precum gave me that extra boost of confidence.
    Andrew moaned as my caresses grew bolder, and his cock throbbed inside the palms of my hands. I felt powerful, desirable, and sexy all at the same time despite the fact I basically had no idea what I was doing. My own instincts guided my movements, but Andrew didn’t seem to have any complaints. He even began bucking his hips, thrusting himself in and out of my grip.
    His speed increased as he grew bigger and bigger, and a tiny note of apprehension began to invade my consciousness. What would happen if he didn’t fit? Even if only a tiny bit of his cock managed to squeeze into my tight hole, would enough sperm make it in so I could get pregnant?
    As if he sensed my nervous confusion, Andrew suddenly stopped rubbing his cock against my hand. He kissed me again as he gently eased me back down on the bed.
    “I promise I’ll be gentle and go slow,” he whispered.
    Intellectually, I realized going gentle and slow was probably the best way to proceed. It had been many months since the disappointing experience with Karl, and it in no