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Then, just like with the candy…

Fuck it, I’ll use my teeth.

I bared my fangs and ever so slightly let them touch the flesh. I let go of my fisted grip and took him deeper inside as my teeth just barely scraped him.

He howled. He lifted off the wall and then crashed back against it, taking my face with him.

I reached up and grabbed his balls and rolled them around in my hand again. I grabbed his cock and lifted it up, pressing it against his stomach, as I went back to tonguing his balls. With my left hand I rolled them around in my fingers while my lips clamped open and shut and my tongue dipped in and out.

He was on the verge of losing it. I squeezed his balls and let his dick drop.

“Don’t close your eyes,” I told him. “Watch me.”

I reached for my mirrored plaque and held it under his balls, so he could get a clear view of what I was doing.

I put my mouth on his cock, slid back, and clamped my teeth down just below the head where I barely rocked back and forth.

As I fiddled with his balls and ate his dick, I kept my eyes on his in the little mirror. He looked like he was drugged, his eyes bouncing up and down. I bit down harder and his eyes shot open. His mouth started to rise at the edges, a smile that I knew was being forced on him. He was unwillingly grinning…and it meant one thing.

“Ohhhhhhh! Unnnn!” he cried out.

Then he came. And he came hard. He shot his load into my mouth with a salty vengeance. I thought I was going to choke. I’m not the kind of girl who hates come, but

I don’t think there are many who love it, so I had to will myself to keep stroking and just take it.

I thought about spitting it out, but I knew how much of a mess that could be for the both of us, and for some reason I just felt like the right thing to do was…to…swallow.

I know, shut up. I just said I’m not a friggin’ fan. I wasn’t rubbing it into my breasts and singing and stuff like the fake shit on porn movies but I liked this guy and well…I just made a decision. I swallowed. And I even cleaned him up after, licking it all. And to be honest, it wasn’t bad.

Call me crazy, but it kind of tasted like salty strawberries. I don’t know that much about him, maybe he farms strawberries on the side and eats so many they’re in his system. Hey, I’d rather think of that than any other alternative.

When I was finished, his hands gripped my hair and for a second I thought he was crying. Then I realized he was laughing. Not like he was making fun of me laughing but like he’d just done something crazy.

“You like that?” I asked, as I climbed to my feet.

He just chuckled, looking like a dazed cartoon dog.

“Good. Now don’t you dare say we’re done.”

We didn’t fight our way through the maze. Instead, we went back out the entrance. This time Braden was back on the reins. And as we left the House of Mirrors, he started walking towards the forest. He seemed hell-bent on repaying the favor. He grabbed the waistband of my dress and pulled me into the trees.

“Are we still making requests, Mr. DJ?” I teased.

“I’m fucking done with the games. I just want to taste you,” he said.

We pushed our way deep into the trees. When we were finally out of view of anyone at the carnival, he led me to a tree with a branch that was just above my head.

“Lift up your arms,” he said.

I did. He pulled the sweater off me and tossed it to the ground. My heavy breasts dropped out and settled there, just out in the open in the night air, the cool wind making my nipples instantly hard. I was completely naked from the waist up.

What the fuck?

“No, no, this is crazy,” I said. “I’m fucking naked, Braden.”

I realized I was squealing.

“Want to stop? I told you I wouldn’t make you uncomfortable.”

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