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I kiss and lick my way down your stomach, teasing your ribs as I reach each one. I know you are ticklish there and you giggle like a little boy, makin... me smile as I journey lower. I stop to dip my tongue around your navel, teasing it. Your cock is standing proud, waiting for my mouth, but I circle around it. Causing you to moan, I tell you to have patience. Another ice cube has found it’s way into my hands and I run it lightly down the shaft then back up. Then down over your balls. My tongue. She was on her back in that abandoned look movie director’s favor. Walker favored it. The nearest breast was half out of her gown, the nipple fully out. He worked a finger around and over it and watched it grow, fascinated as he always was when doing this. ‘What the fuck are you doing?’ ‘Good morning,’ he said cheerfully, taking his time to draw his hand away. ‘I became seduced by your nipple.’ She stretched and sighed and the other breast popped out. God, thought Walker, she’d decided to let. More

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