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I rub up and down it. He moans. Then he grabs me by the arms and pulls me onto his lap, so I’m straddling him. He presses down on my hand, keeping it over his bulge while his lips trail up my jaw. His mouth tickles. It’s warm and wet. I shiver, but I can’t get too distracted.

I go for his fly, but my fingers are so dumb right now. I can’t make it work. I stroke his big dick through his pants. I want his dick. I shift my weight, so I can touch him with both hands, and I notice the soft bulge just below the base of his shaft. His balls. Oh, yes. I like the balls.

Under my spread legs, he stretches his out. I reach between my legs and push his thighs wider. Hard thighs. Mmmm. I reach down below his dick and—there. His balls are big and full. I cup my hand around them. Must be careful... I try to trace him from the soft bulge of his balls up his thick shaft, around his smooth, round head. I want to touch him—all of him.

He hisses. “That feels good.”

He grabs a handful of my hair. He finds my mouth again, and together we stretch out on the floor. His hand works between my legs. I frame his dick with my fingers.

“Your pants...”

He unbuttons them, and I pull away from his kiss so I can find my brain enough to tug them down.

His hips. Oh shit.

His dick. Fuck

yes.

This is a cock—not a dick. His cock is standing up, tenting his black boxer-briefs. He tugs his pants the rest of the way down, then pulls the elastic of his boxer-briefs out of the way. His cock springs up—a porno of my own.

“You are perfect.” I laugh, curling my hand around his head. “Especially this.”

“Likewise,” he breathes. He’s sucking on my nipple through my shirt and bra. I’m lying atop him—but I don’t want to be. I want to be between his legs. I crawl down him, settling on my knees between his muscular thighs, and when he reaches for my shoulder, I evade.

I curl one hand around his shaft, caressing his velvety skin. I run my fingers under his heavy sac, then cup it in my palm and tug a little.

“Fuck,” he breathes.

I tickle my fingertips over the tightening skin.

He grunts.

“They’re getting tighter.” I’ve never really played with this part of a guy before—but I always perv on well-hung guys when I’m watching Tumblr porn. I knead him a little more, lightly stroking my other palm over his plump head.

“Ah—Cleo. Fuck...”

I gather my courage and lean down to lick his sac. My tongue laps gently. I can feel it tighten. “You’re so sensitive,” I breathe against him, then tease him with the tip of my tongue.

“Fuck.” His heavy thighs twitch. His hand comes down on my head. “Suck me, Cleo. Now.”

And wouldn’t that be easy? So predictable. I wrap my hand around his shaft and stroke, glancing at his stricken face, then pull one of his balls into my mouth.

He barks.

Oh, yes. So hot! I suck him a little deeper, caressing with my tongue and cheeks. His groan hits me light a lightning bolt between my legs.

I think I could take the other one, too.

I open wider and use my fingertips to guide the fullness of his sac into my mouth. I use my lips and cheeks to tuck him in, exploring him with the tip of my tongue as I keep the gentle pressure of my cheeks around him.

I glance up to find his lips parted, his eyes rolled back. He’s stroking his shaft, his big hand moving in a frenzy. I close my hand over his, then push his hand away as I maintain the steady rhythm. His fingers bite into my shoulders. I trail my tongue between the twin globes of his testicles, and he lets out a wicked groan.

More of that...

I want to see what I can do to him. I tighten my grip on his cock and pump faster. All the while I’m sucking gently on his swollen balls. I feel his thighs flex.

He moans again, like he’s in pain.

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