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Switching tactics, I circled my right thumb and first two fingers around him then stroked just under the head while I paid homage to his balls. Licking, sucking, and kneading gently.
My voice cracked when I managed to finally speak.
Bradley always teased that I should change my degree to botany because I had such a green thumb. That maybe I was a long-lost son.
Well, history. " I gasped at his fingers on my hip now.
We hung out at his parents' house quite a bit. They were cool.
My breasts and pussy throbbed, my nipples tingling from how tight they were.