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Bad Child II

I turned over, and then faced up and spreaded my legs. He got out of the bed and knelt down beside the bed, he carried his hands to my waist and pulled it closer, close enough to the bed's edge.

He wasn't terrible at it, at all. He sucked me, he kept on sucking me till I started whispering urgent imprecations of closeness to the edge, and he rolled his tongue more and more, wiggling as well, and licked the clit like he was licking candy, and I held his head, pushing it in.

He didn't stop even after he felt my quick quick, and the sound of orgasm from my lips and the movement from my spine down to my waist, followed by a snatching sob, when I had gone over it.

I was trying to catch my breath, for it was very pleasurable and I was glad he was pleased, when I took the turn to suck the living out of his Johnson, even though I was terrible at it. So, we kissed till we fell asleep. We did it more often after.

So, did you think I wouldn't want him to make love to me
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