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You lean in, and run your tongue along his length, sampling the taste. It tastes of sweat and musk and musty dirt with the slight sweet apple aftertaste. You like it.
You continue your handjob as you take the head his dick into your mouth, swirling your tongue around. Braeburn cannot talk at this point: He has been reduced to moans and panting, with the occasional interjection of your name or “Oh, Celestia...” You consider sucking him to orgasm; after all, with how much he’s enjoying this, it wouldn’t take long. You decide against it, wanting this to last for as long as possible. With a final kiss, you stop sucking and sit up. He cranes his head upwards, confused, only to see you licking your fingers. You slid one into his ass. He whinnies, loud. His eyes are half lidded with pleasure, and his tongue is sticking out of his mouth, dripping saliva. You pause, giving him a questioning look. He nods slowly. You stick another finger in as your other hand wraps itself around as much of his cock as it can and you resume pumping him.
The third finger slides in. “No..no more.” the cowboy manages to say between moans. You look up at him. He still has a look of extreme lust. You wonder if...”Fuck me...” you hear him say. |
