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Now I move slowly
     up over your chest and straddle one of your legs. As my hands make their next descent of your body, all in one motion I lick
     the tip of your shaft. At the same time, I lower my inner lips so that they’re dripping on your leg. Your senses wake, and
     firmness starts to set in. You are too relaxed to protest anything I have in store for you at this time.
    Moving back between your legs, I resume rubbing down the full length of your body. I do this for a while. Then the next time,
     as I’m going back down, I run my nipples along your thighs. At the same time I open my mouth and wrap my lips—ever so lightly!—around
     the tip of your manhood. Not surprisingly, you are fully awake now!
    I had a feeling that would do it! Which is exactly why I was so careful to stay away from this area until now! Now I breathe
     warm air all along your shaft, which I am delighted to feel beginning to stir. I continue my descent down to your balls and
     then once more down to your ankles.
    On the way back up, in a quick and unexpected motion I run my tongue from the bottom of your ball sac to the tip of your steadily
     growing shaft. I take the tip gently in my mouth and suck all over it. It’s not long before you’re at full hardness, indeed
     standing at attention in apparent appreciation of my attentions! As I blow a cool breath on the areas I just licked, it dances
     and begs for more.
    Down again I go over your body, this time taking you quickly and fully in my mouth and shoving it down my throat as far as
     I can. I pull off fast and retreat to long, full-body strokes again to keep your now-raging erection from getting out of control.
     You squirm and beg me to do it again.
    I straddle one of your legs once more, setting down lightly, opening my dark hollow up to you all the way. I rock back and
     forth, enabling you to feel my wetness. You moan unbelievably—I’ve never heard you make sounds like that!—at how hot and wet
     I am. Moving off you, I turn around and straddle your face, allowing you now to see—and taste—my wetness. Since I have conveniently
     positioned myself facing away from your face, I am now in position to go down quickly (I try to stifle my impulse to pounce)
     on your manhood. While you lick the dew out of my nether region, you let out a series of moans, which turn to groans as my
     mouth tickles your shaft all over.
    I move back down between your legs and rub my hands up them, moving gradually to the insides. I cradle your balls with my
     thumbs while sucking on the soft part of your leg where it attaches to your trunk, right next to your balls. Soon my tickling
     has you really squirming. I go lower and lower, moving your balls aside and sucking all around them.
    With lightning speed I suck one of them in my mouth. I suckle it oh-so-gently. Then I release it and capture the other ball,
     which I give the same treatment.
    Now I run my tongue up, down, and all around your impressive hardness, wetting down the whole length of it. I move my tongue
     to the tip and tickle it, then kiss it firmly. In excruciatingly slow motion I press downward with my lips.
    I ignore your grunted protests (how seriously can I take them when you appear unwilling to suspend your oral attentions to
     my pussy even long enough to form actual words?) and take a good half of your shaft in my mouth. I wrap my lips and tongue
     snugly around it, then begin making small up-and-down strokes. I go down on you repeatedly, deeper and deeper and harder and
     harder, until I have you squirming with pleasure and begging for something more.
    You reach down, pull me up, and kiss me. As our tongues dance, I position myself just over your waist and lower myself lightly
     so I’m hovering just over your erection, allowing it to stand between my dripping lips and allowing me to run my wetness along
     the length of it a few times from tip to balls and back. With each stroke, I imagine that you are as wild with anticipation
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