07 October, 2008

Alone with him

Oh, he was mine..all mine…at the mercy of my mouth and tongue and what it could do to him, for him. I relished the power, wielding it, but with a gentlest of touches..now smoothing my tongue up the shaft of his cock. Stopping just before I reached the head; seeing the tip wet with precum, as I made my way back down. This time I spent long moments tonguing his balls, the roughness of the skin there in stark contrast to the smooth rigidness of his cock.

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