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He is asleep now, his back flat against the mattress, his legs apart. I kneel between them, taking care not to wake him, and gaze at the flaccid, circumcised cock across his thigh. I lean over and without using my hands, take its swollen head into my mouth.

I taste the crusted residue of cum and cunt. And there’s the musky sweet/sour whiff of perfume and lubricant. I probe myself with two saliva-slicked fingers, remembering him inside me. A thin puddle of semen is still there. His cock stirs and begins to stiffen against my tongue, which traces a ridge of sticky sweetness along its frenulum. I draw it deeper into my mouth. I want it engorged within my throat.

He stirs as my fingertips brush his scrotum and flutter between the lower cheeks of his ass before finding the base of his hardening cock and encircling it. So much of it is in my mouth that my lips press against my own index finger and thumb at its base as I slide my mouth downwards. My mouth retreats for a moment. I spit on my palm and and slide it along his cock to make it slick. I lap at its underside with the full width of my cool, wet tongue.

He doesn’t wake but for the next several minutes, his hips move gently, almost imperceptibly with the rhythm of my hand and mouth. Now hard and slippery, his cock obstructs my throat as I take it deep enough to constrict its base with swollen lips.  Once breathless, I take my mouth away and grip the veiny length with one hand just beneath the head to wank it as I imagine a man alone would: tight, hard, fast. Within my other hand, I cup his delicate balls and squeeze them slightly.

His balls tighten against my palm and pulse as the semen rises in his cock. I tremble and groan, aroused by a rush of blood to my cunt. I feel the sudden, sharp spurt with my fingers and lips. Warm, cloying semen fills my mouth. It tastes faintly of tropical fruit and window cleaner. I try to swallow but there is too much. The next spurt spills from my lips onto his belly and thighs. I fall on it like a hungry animal, smearing it with careless lips and steadying palms.

A moment later, I straddle his pelvis and with one cum-sticky hand, takes his half-hard cock and rub its head back and forth across my vulva. I can’t help but lower myself onto it, taking all of it within me in one movement. I am sated even before my cunt swells with fresh blood and I’m lost in climax.