Page 59 of Xander

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My tongue.

My touch.

I moved my mouth up and down his length, keeping my eyes open and on his body.

And when I swirled my tongue on the head of his cock, I watched as his abs tightened in response.

He liked that.

I smiled as I did it again, and again, and again.

That was when I heard, “Baby, you don’t want me to come in your mouth; you need to stop. Right now.”

I didn’t stop.

I kept working my mouth up and down his shaft, twirling the head of his cock with my tongue.

And then I felt him tighten in my mouth, and I moaned.

Then... I felt it... tasted it... fucking perfection.

I sucked every last drop and swallowed it all down.

Then I lifted my mouth and used the back of my hand to wipe my mouth.

He winked, “My turn.”

I was flipped onto my back, my panties removed in a woosh, my legs were thrown over his shoulders, and then his mouth was on me.

Sucking.

Teasing.

Thumbing.

Licking.

Caressing.

He placed one of his big hands on my belly to hold me still as he feasted on my pussy.

And then I felt it.

That all too familiar tingle raced down my spine, straight down to my toes.

My core tightened, and then I was coming.

Hard.

Long.

Massive.

“Gotta have you,” he whispered against my lips.

I nodded, “Take me.”

He winked, then he lined his cock up with my entrance and slammed home.

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