My whole head’s going straaange… She’d thought it had been rather bold and clever, thought that her dare would make Brian bend over her lap and pantomime some sort of going-down motion, whatever that might’ve been. Kelly would laugh, perhaps make a joke about how it was a shame they couldn’t do it for real, and the game would move on. To Stephanie’s stupefaction, she belatedly discovered that guys could actually go down on girls , and the entire situation had escalated outside of her expectations in a dramatic way. I…I could have stopped, could have explained. But the more I realized it was all actually blowjob happening… the less I wanted to stop? She peered down again through her fogging glasses at the downy-soft hair of Brian’s head nestled between her thighs, lapping at her most private of places. Formerly private , they belonged all to Brian now. In fact, he now knew her places more intimately, more thoroughly than she ever would. It was pleasure beyond her ability to express. Hardcore Brian was wonderfully satisfying an itch she’d never realized she had, and at the same time, drastically intensifying her thirst for more. It was maddening. He was enthusiastically tonguing her naughty, indecent places, her… pussy , and his tit fuck raw desire for her, this impossibly intimate joining of their bodies, made Stephanie feel sexier than she’d imagined possible. As his steady strokes lashed into her, her hips moved on their own in response and that engulfing pink flame seemed to swallow up her mind. “Ah-AHHM-AUUHH-ah-ah-ah-AHHH!” Stephanie gasped desperately, losing control. Her entire life was burning up. That safe future life she’d envisioned ahead of her was being incinerated; revealed to be so frail and flimsy that it was difficult to even be considered fuel for this fire. Acquiring steady, responsible employment after graduation, focusing her attention only on paying off her loans and stabilizing her life--all gone up in a pink flash of heat and smoke. What would it have mattered how stable my life was, if it was so bleak and lifeless? What cold comfort tits would financial security be? Any hardship would be an adventure if… if it was with him. Eventually meeting some inoffensive, shy but sensible man and carefully dating him sometime in her thirties, possibly marrying and settling down into some comfortable, quiet life--all a dull mirage rendered to cinders by the flames big consuming her. I’d always thought of a future boyfriend as some kind of… faceless, bland, person. Someone distant, someone withdrawn, like me. But Brian makes me feel alive ! Even just watching him, listening to him speak, makes my heart race ! He doesn’t see me as boring and simple. He sees amazing things in me, and he brings those things out of me! And now he’s--! “She’s about to cum ,” Kelly realized in awe, a somehow distant voice in Stephanie’s ear. At that, Brian abruptly ceased his continuous lapping and wiggled the tip of his tongue frantically into the panic pleasure button--her clit, and triggered Stephanie’s orgasm. Her delirious ruminations, already ablaze from that pink inferno within her, were obliterated in the thunderous detonation of a mind-shaking explosion. Rather than stopping, Brian clamped his mouth down upon her and pushed his tongue flat again just below her clit. Changing his bobbing motion to a slight jerking of the head, he slurped his tongue at her as though trying to catch juice rolling down the body of a peach. Stephanie’s entire body shook, completely pinning the stunned Kelly back against the headboard. Better training The fat fingers squash and roll my dark buds. He then followed up by tying the string around the balls. They carried everything out of the house and loaded the truck. The men held cleavers and knives and she noticed that they wore aprons and leather gloves. Ohhhhh!!!! 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