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   SunStruck Chapter 1 The sun had moved up from behind the mountains as it
was started its arc through the sky, Its rays peeking though the cactus and
yuccas casting errie shadows across the land.  The searing brightness and
oppressive heat continued its relentless onslaught on the entire valley
making it feel like a frying pan on low simmer.  Even the flies were hiding
in the shade.  Today would be another typical hot day in the Valley.  The
door bell shattered the silence in the house like the clanging bells in the
tower of the local church on a Sunday morning bringing her out of her
reverie.  As she opened the door he was shadowed by the brightness that
cast an aurora around his body and slightly blinded her from the harshness
of the sun.  He stepped in and swung the door closed behind him and stepped
towards her.  A temple like silence grew as she smelled the heavy masculine
scent emanating from his closeness mixed with the acrid smell of the
asphalt pavement mixed in the air.  He moved to her, his left hand to the
small swell of her belly and guided her against the wall as he enveloped
her small space.  He traced his hands up her body over her breasts to
cradle her face, gently but with an unspoken urgency took her lips in his
and as if bestowing life itself transferred that loving urgent electricity
to her.  His tongue slowly tracing over her lips and teeth her own tongue
doing a dance of its own.  Her shiver shot through her and acknowledged the
electric sensuality she felt coursing through her veins.  As she reached up
to suckle on his lips with hers, she felt his hands tracing little circles
down to the flare of her hips and felt him press her to the wall as well as
pulling her in to him.  His lips nibbled and his tongue drew traces to her
ears and down her neck.  She felt the desire and needs stirring within her
loins and blushed as she felt the first trickle form on her cleft.  The
feelings coursing through her veins opened and magnified all of her senses,
yet closed off all other feelings as her body responded to his movements.
As the first moan of lust escaped her, she felt him start to push on her
shoulders, moving her lower.  As she understood the need and anticipated
the outcome she lowered herself to her knees.  He tangled his hands in her
hair as she worked on his loin and he urged her on with guttural urges.  As
she finally succeeded in releasing him she felt his heat hit her on her
cheek.  She took it in her hands and started pumping it while she licked
the tip.  She took him fully in until she felt his hair on her nose and
continued as it grew even harder in her mouth.  She savored his urgings and
unintelligible grunts as she continued her ministrations and tasted his
manhood.  This was pure lust and need in both of them.  Her satisfaction
and his need.  Her twisting hand and urgent sucking soon found its reward
as he mumbled one last "Oh fuck" and satisfied himself in her mouth.  She
felt her mouth fill with his sweet, salty seed and swallowed while she
continued until she had licked it all clean as it started to grow limp. 
Sated for now.  As she cradled his sack she realized that "limp" was not
the condition as she felt the blood coursing through him and the hardness
renewing within him.