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her mouth water. Her lips would fit in that indentation.
    Closing her fingers about the shaft, she could barely circumference the girth. She placed her other hand above her first and gripped him. Amazing, room still resided between her hand and the fat tip.
    She wanted to lick the heated skin. To taste his satiny smoothness. Her tongue slid out and wet her lips. Glancing up, she met black pools of heat.
    He licked his lips, gritted his teeth, then nodded. “Lark me with your mouth, Hannah.”
    He knew what she wanted. She wet her lips again as he reclined farther back and outstretched his long legs.
    Please let me do this right.
    She stared at the round plump head— Do just as Emma did —then leaned in and placed her pursed lips on the tip. His body jerked and his breath caught.
    The hot tip tasted of salt, and the flesh smelled deliciously sweet and spicy. Sliding her tongue through her lips, she licked the eye at the tip.
    His hand fumbled, pushing up her skirts, and slid up the length of her leg. She jumped at the intimate caress, and wetness flowed from between her legs. He was going to touch her weeping flesh. Good Lord, yes. She wanted his touch there . Her thighs parted to welcome him.
    His large hand seized her bum and sensation seeped through her. She paused to savor his heat on her skin. If she disgusted him before this was through, she would have this moment locked away for her lonely nights.
    His fingers probed between her bum cheeks, pushing into her wetness. Oh! Her sex throbbed. Her breath jittered with each stroke he made. She needed to return the sensation. She slid her lips down the sculpted taper of his phallus to the deep ridge, swirling the edge with her moisture.
    â€œDamn, sweet.” His hips jerked up, and a finger curled into the opening of her sex.
    â€œUhh…” Her hips pressed down against the invasion. She wanted him deeper within her.
    â€œTake more, my sweet, please. Lick the head…suck me into your mouth…like you wanted to when you watched.”
    Good Lord, he saw that. It didn’t matter. She wanted to lick his prick, suck his hardness, and taste his seed.
    Placing her hand at the base of the staff, as she had read in one of her books, she slid three inches of hot male flesh into her mouth. “Umm.” Her tongue rubbed the underside, feeling the raised veins and sucking back to the tip. Kenny groaned deliciously and breathed in, clenching his teeth.
    She sucked him again and again, each time achieving the same result. Each groan from him melted her reluctance, emboldened her actions, and made her body hum. His fingers slid in and out of her sex. As her hips pressed down, his thumb pressed into her bumhole.
    Her entire body tensed. “Ahh.” What a strange sensation. The pressure turned pleasurable as he moved his fingers, and the bliss intensified.
    She continued to suck to the top of his prick, then swirled the fat spear with her tongue. The saltiness of his skin turned tangy, and she could feel his sack tighten under her hands.
    â€œGood God, Hannah. I’m about to discharge.”
    Indeed, she wanted to taste him. Placing her other hand fully on the sack, she massaged as she descended.
    â€œHannah…” His hips rose again, and she slid him farther into her mouth. Fingers laced through her hair, grasping her head. She sucked back to the tip. His hips thrust up, and she slid down.
    â€œOh…uh…by God, H-Hannah!” he shouted, clenching her head as he thrust his hips. His penis slid in and out of her mouth and gush after gush of hot custard spurted into her. His hips settled back to the ground, and she slid off his hard phallus. Swallowing the tangy fluid, she smiled.
    She enjoyed the taste of him. Her tongue traced her lips. Even more, she enjoyed pleasuring him. She did it. She pleasured him. A grin spread from ear to ear. She wanted to get up and dance a jig around his spent body.
    There was no way he could