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 she kneels between my legs and licks the underside of my penis.  her hair
is long and black and silky, and when it brushes my thighs it feels like
feathers; I push it behind her ear with my fingers so I can watch her face
while she works.  her eyes close as she takes me all the way into her
mouth.

   she's wearing that lipstick I love, a dark fleshy pink that always looks
wet.  this is exactly what it's made for - seeing it on her lips while she
sucks me.  she rests her right hand on the ground, leaning a bit on that
side, while her left hand circles my cock with her index finger and thumb.

   moving too slowly for any real noise, she pushes her mouth down and
pulls back.  the pressure of her tongue on the bottom of my penis is
incredible.

   after she slides up and down a few times, she pulls her mouth off me and
runs the tip of her tongue up and down, more quickly.  a few more bobs, and
then she puts just the tip between her lips and sucks for a bit, opening
her eyes and looking at me to see how I like it.  I like it a lot.  I push
the loose, shiny evening dress off her shoulders, and she stops to let it
fall all the way down, to bunch up around her waist.  her bra is shiny with
a lacy edge; it pushes her small, pale breasts up a bit, makes them seem
just a bit firmer and larger than they really are.

   over and over, she sucks me for only a few strokes, then takes me out of
her mouth to tease me again.  she kisses and sucks on my balls.  she
breathes warm breaths and kisses on the insides of my thighs.  she rubs the
head of my penis around the outside of her mouth; everything glistens now.
and then she sucks me again.

   she's speeding up, and making faint slurping noises; she closes her eyes
again to concentrate on her task.  she gives me more than a few strokes
now, really pumping me, all the way down and all the way up.  saliva begins
to dribble down her chin; when she takes me out again to kiss and suck, a
thread of drool connects my penis to her lips.  she shifts her weight now,
both hands around the base of my cock, thumbs gently massaging my balls.  I
struggle not to make fists in her hair; my hands betray my inner conflict,
caressing her hair and then jerking away, trying to rest on my thighs, only
to put them back on her head again, trying not to force her, wanting to.

   suddenly I realize I'm going to come, now.  she makes no effort to pull
away as I push myself into her mouth, straining to come down her throat,
hands behind her head now after all.  she rests her hands on my thighs and
makes humming, gulping sounds as she swallows me.  I feel it pump out of
me, squirt after squirt, and I groan loudly, and at last, relax and let her
go.

   she opens her eyes again and looks up at me, questioningly, hesitatingly
lapping at my penis with her messy tongue.  semen and drool slide and drip
down her chin onto her expensive dress.  her face is flushed and her
nostrils flare; her big brown eyes look surprised.  she's breathing a bit
hard, but not as hard as I am.