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He pushed it right in!
My lips went around his finger. I sucked on it. I tasted the cum excitedly. It was a salty, metallic taste.
I swallowed it. It was delicious!
"Shit, Scamp, you are good," he said.
I actually felt proud!
He looked around for something. He didn't find it. He then pulled off his tank top. He handed it to me.
"Not that you don't look good, Scamp, with my cum all over your face. You surely do. But clean yourself up," he said. "We gotta move onto the next stage here."
I did what he said. Using his tank top I wiped off his cum as best I could. As I began to recover I tried to understand what fever had just overtaken me.
I had no idea!
Number One watched and waited as I cleaned myself. He pulled his own jockey shorts and jeans back up. He zipped his fly and buttoned his jeans.
His actions actually made me feel disappointed. I wanted to keep looking at his lovely big black cock.
I wanted that cock again, and I was going to get it!
Seeing I was done, he took his tank top from me and tossed it aside.
"Now stand back up, and let's finish this examination," he said.
I stood up. The excitement of his cock had left my legs weak. I smiled at him now. He smiled back at me.
"Good girl, Scamp," he said.
His hand went to my shirt. I didn't move. He casually unbuttoned each of the buttons on my shirt. Then he removed the shirt entirely.
He looked at my bra for a moment. Then with quick and nimble fingers he unsnapped it and removed it.
He then looked at my breasts more carefully. His deep soulful eyes taking in an eyeful of them.
Then his hand came up.
He cupped the underside of one of my breasts. His fingers were hot, his touch experienced. He slid his fingers upwards.
"You have some nice tits," he purred in my ear.
"What are we gonna do next?" I asked in a barely audible voice.
"Excuse me?" He said.
"I just ..." I mumbled.
"Did I say you could fucking speak?" His voice thundered.
"No," I said.
"Now listen here, Scamp. I like you. I do. But this shit is getting serious. From here on out, you don't speak unless I give you permission. Do you understand?"
I nodded.
"Good," he said.
