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“Yes.”
“I love it, really. I want it again if I’m honest. That and maybe some other things.”
“Other things? What other things?”
“That would be telling,” she said with a sly wink.
“And we can’t have that,” I said, playing along.
I really did wonder what she had in mind, my cock getting even harder just at the thought of it. There were so many options, even with everything we had already done. The thing that stood out most in my mind was the prospect of anal. Not just the excitement of such a proposition but also the logistics. Her ass was undoubtedly beautiful but also not very big. There would definitely need to be some lube involved, if not the use of a butt plug. Still though, even the fact that Camilla might be thinking about it was pretty flattering.
“My mouth is feeling okay,” Camilla said, gently laying her soft, warm hand on the bulge forming in my pants.
Taking her over to the big comfy chair in the living room, I eased myself down into the seat, lowering my fly and unfurling my cock as I did so. Camilla stood in front of me.
“On your knees,” I ordered.
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, sinking down between my feet.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about her saying that. I didn’t want to feel like I was in control of her, but that wasn’t how it came across. She seemed more than happy to do anything I wanted her to.
Taking me softly around the base of my cock, Camilla started in with long, loving licks from base to head, rotating her tongue around the head when she got there. Remembering my balls, she started to massage them with her other hand while continuing to lick. Just when I was on the edge of going crazy, she dropped her hot, wet mouth over my cock, pushing it almost to the back of her throat.
Pausing for a moment to really let me enjoy the feeling, she started to suck. She went really soft at first, gently nursing my cock, sending low pulses of pleasure running through me. Slowly she began to go faster, a lot like I did when I fucked her. Before long, she was sucking me furiously like she was addicted to my cum and needed a fix. A notion which didn’t seem entirely absurd, particularly considering her enthusiasm and the fact that she kept her eyes locked on me as she sucked.
Within minutes I came in her mouth, unloading a torrent of cum directly down her throat. It was a bit of a struggle, but she managed to get it all safely down, not letting a drop get away, looking like she was in heaven. I reached down and stroked her face, in an attempt to show that I loved her.
Camilla slowly pulled my cock from her mouth, pressing her cheek harder into my hand, tenderly kissing the palm.
“So much for Larkin,” I said to myself.
“Who?”
“Hmm?”
“Who’s Larkin?”
“Oh, bad in-joke.”
“Tell me,” she pressed, climbing up onto my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck, waiting for the story.
“Well, okay, going back the beginning, there was an animator named Beau Larkin. He was from Canada and did a lot of work for the National Film board up there. Anyway, he was one of the best animators of the 20th century but was a bit odd.”
“Odd how?”
“Well, for a start he was a bit of a shut-in. People would find checks from the NFB uncashed weeks later because he hadn’t gone to the bank yet.”
“Weird.”
“That’s not the half of it.”
“Do tell.”
“Well, he disappeared sometime in the early-1980s, only to be found in the early 2000s, living on the streets of Montreal. Apparently, he got sick of it all.”
“You're getting sick of it all, at work?”
“Not at all. I still love it. One of the other odd things about him was that he was reportedly celibate most of his adult life. It was most of what was attributed to the work he did.”
