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flash of her tongue,
swirling easily around the head of Dirk's cock, tracing it with a
delicacy that surprised him, using her hand to hold it steady. He
saw her throat work for a moment, as if swallowing, before she ran
the tip down from crown to balls, then flattened the whole of her
tongue against the shaft, licking her way back up with a broad
stripe. Simon stuffed a hand into his mouth in an attempt to keep
himself from making any noise.
    "Fuck," Dirk gasped, almost spitting the word out
through clenched teeth. "I think maybe I taught you too well--"
    "Mmhmm," Haley agreed, so deeply smug that she didn't
even sound like herself. She rose up onto her knees again, taking
the length of Dirk's cock into her mouth again, swallowing him down
the whole way. There was something shocking about seeing that, all
that long lean length simply disappearing between her swollen pink
lips, and Simon bit down harder on his hand to remind himself to
stay back, out of sight. Dirk moaned again, low and thick, sounding
almost pained, and began to thrust up with his hips, keeping his
fingers in Haley's hair now instead of stroking through it, and
despite his growing intensity and speed, she simply accepted it,
bracing her hands on his hips a little, but still swallowing the
whole of him down, eagerly and sweetly.
    "Ah, fuck ," Dirk snarled abruptly, then
yanked back on Haley's hair to pull her off of him. Her head was
tilted back almost enough to let Simon see more of her face, and a
moment later Dirk's cock jerked, spraying thin white ribbons of cum
across Haley's face: over her lips and her cheeks and even a little
into her hair. She laughed again, that same low mysterious chuckle
as before, dragging her fingers across the mess and bringing them
to her lips, lapping them in small delicate gestures.
    Then she turned, looking archly over her shoulder,
straight at Simon. "Well, come on," she said. "Don't just stand
there. Unless you don't want anything?"
    Dirk grinned at him, and even though he'd just come
-- and a lot, from the looks of it -- his cock was still half-hard,
rising again even as Simon stared. He swallowed hard, taking a
jerky step forward. Haley turned to face him completely, and he
could see the whole of her body now: the sweet heavy curve of her
white breasts, larger than first glance would have pinpointed,
topped with hard pink nipples; the gentle outward sweep of her hips
and the elegant line of her legs, with a dark-blonde thatch of hair
between her legs, damp and curled. Simon found himself unable to
look away from that, though from his peripheral vision he saw Haley
lift a hand out to him in invitation. He reached out hesitantly,
swallowing hard and--
    --his eyes snapped open.
    He was on his own bed, tangled so thoroughly in his
blankets that for a moment he wasn't sure if he could even move.
There was a tight aching lump in his throat, and a nagging pressure
between his legs. Outside the sky was a pale luminescent gray.
Everything was still and calm.
    Slowly and carefully, Simon sat up and swung his legs
down to hang off the edge of the bed. He unwrapped himself from his
blanket with equal care, doing his best not to brush against his
erection. Once freed, he went, on tiptoe, down the hallway to
Haley's room.
    The door was cracked ajar rather than thrown open
wide. He held his breath and peeked inside. He could see two long
shapes on the bed, and Haley's pale hair spread across the pillow.
Without the distraction of his own breathing, he could hear the
both of them, slow and steady. Relieved, he pulled away and went
back to his own room, past the warm rumpled mess of his bed and to
the adjacent bathroom. He flipped on the lights, squinting against
the sudden brightness off the white tiles, and began to
methodically strip off his clothes. Once naked, he stepped into the
shower, his determined erection bobbing with the movement, and
switched on the water. Hot.
    Under the almost-needlelike pressure of the water,
Simon braced