“Suck,” he says. “Go easy on me,” I whisper, and he gives me a clipped nod. My lips part and I lean forward, pressing them to the tip of him, then flicking my tongue out to trace his slit. His breath stutters above me, and it spurs me on. I suck his entire head into my mouth and the taste of him explodes on my tongue—slightly salty, musty, and clean, like soap. I shift a little closer, and his fingers thread through my hair as he pushes his cock further into me. My jaw aches from how wide I have to keep it open, and we’ve barely even started. My hands reach up and clasp onto his hips, my
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