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"Who's this man you love that you wanted to spend your favorite meal with?" Heat spread across my cheeks as though he'd flipped a switch. And why wasn't my mouth working. "Does he do this to you?" Chris suddenly moved his hands down and caressed my breasts through the layers of my shirt and bra. Then he pinched and twisted my nipples, making me gasp.
We'd done lessons on the differences between a blow job versus face fucking. The various sex positions to get the desired internal contact, the most orgasms, and to delay the former the longest.
He'd taught me there was an art to eating pussy. How to squirt.
When I had everyone's attention, I gave Jolie a sad smile. "You're currently renting your room from me. I think with the circumstances as they are, it would be best if you moved out. Before Christmas would be ideal. Technically, with how the lease agreement is worded, I could evict you.
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Not to mention, it offered insurance. As a result, I'd planned on using Dirk's donation for baby things. But that was only half of the equation. Maybe Chris didn't want to be a dad.
If you hadn't walked by, it would have been someone else. I had no expectations for it to go beyond that night. And I'm sure I wasn't on your long-term radar, either, so no love lost. It was a fun time had by all. " Dirk took a step forward, opening his mouth.
Before I dipped my head, I saw his lips part. I smiled and slowly stroked just the top length of his cock, eliciting a couple of sharp inhales from him.
I reveled in his early sounds of pleasure. Looked forward to what was to come.
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The various sex positions to get the desired internal contact, the most orgasms, and to delay the former the longest. He'd taught me there was an art to eating pussy. How to squirt. The right and wrong way to use my teeth on his cock.
to avoid his balls with them.
Does he bring you right to the edge?" He pulled his hand away suddenly. "And then leave you hanging?" The growl that came from me was frustration and need bundled together. It was primal. Desperate. My mind was still reeling that he was doing this to me-as delicious as it was-when he hopped up onto the couch into a kneeling position.
"Do I have to worry about you having suppressed feelings of resentment toward your mother because she woke you too early each morning when you were growing up. Did she sing you a song I should know about to avoid?" "You need to grow up," I grumbled, swinging my legs out from under the covers on the opposite side of the bed. There was a growl behind me when I stood and the sheet fell away. "In the half-light, you're even more exquisite, Holly. How the shadows touch your skin, highlighting your silhouette.