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trousers and take out my cock,” Mike ordered.
    His slacks didn’t require a belt so she unbuttoned the waist, pulled the zipper down and slid her hand inside. Her eyes widened when she realized he was commando.
    There was nothing between her hand and his very large, very swollen penis.
    “I’m going to stand up,” he told her, “and take these off. You’ve seen my cock many times. Touched it. Stroked it. Now I want to see it with your lips around it while you cradle my balls.”
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    This was something the two of them had never gotten to before, but Shannon was so aroused by the thought of it she had her lips halfway down his shaft before his hands clamped on the sides of her head.
    “Easy, easy. This requires finesse just like everything else.”
    “S-sorry, Master.” She drew her mouth back and licked a trail along the underside of his shaft. It twitched in response.
    “Balls, Shannon,” he reminded her.
    Obediently her hand slid between his muscular thighs and cradled the sac that hung there, warm and covered with a fine layer of hair. Her fingers manipulated his testicles as her mouth moved up and down on his cock. When she drew back and swiped her tongue over the purple head, probing the slit with the tip, his hands tightened on her head. He moved it this way and that, adjusting the angle and forcing himself into her mouth again.
    Little by little she took the entire length into her mouth, instinctively suppressing the gag reflex as the flared head slid along the roof of her mouth and deeper into her throat. Tightening her lips around him. He filled her completely, hot and hard, the outer skin like velvet on her tongue.
    Without warning he moved her head back and pulled out of her mouth.
    “Enough. I’m not ready to come yet, although the thought of my semen spurting down your throat makes me harder than a spike.” He tilted her head up so his eyes were on hers. “Why didn’t we ever do this before? Why didn’t you ever tell me you wanted to try new things?”
    She dropped her eyes. “I was afraid. Of what you’d think of me.” Then she looked back up at him. “Why didn’t you ever tell me what you really wanted?”
    The same wry grin as before. “I was afraid. Of what you’d think of me. Perhaps I deserve as much punishment as you do for this.”
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    She smiled back at him. “We’ve wasted a lot of time, haven’t we? And perhaps later I will find an appropriate punishment for you.”
    “But not anymore.” He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on top of his trousers.
    Shannon sucked in her breath at the sight of him. His body never failed to turn her on, but now she was seeing it in a whole new light. Broad shoulders, sculpted abs, dark curls on his chest arrowing down to his groin. Magnificent cock rising from its cradle of curls. Muscular thighs lightly dusted with the same dark hair.
    Unconsciously she licked her lips and Mike smiled at her.
    “We’re going to have a very good time, Shannon. A very good time.” He sat back down in the chair. “Turn around, back up to me and bend over,” he ordered. “Grab your ankles and don’t move.”
    Shannon thought the position very awkward but she arranged herself with as much grace as she could manage. Mike’s fingers opened the lips of her pussy and one of them traced her vaginal opening lightly.
    “So wet,” he murmured. “Tonight this juicy cunt will take more cock than it’s ever had, feel more tongues and fingers than ever before. And no matter how much you get, you’ll keep begging for more.”
    His hands moved away, and when they returned, one finger, covered with gel, probed at her anus. “And here, sweet Shannon. You don’t know how often I’ve dreamed of fucking this hole.” He worked the finger inside, massaging the hot tissues, pressing the gel in farther and farther.
    Shannon fought to keep her balance. To keep from falling over. To keep from begging him to take her now. Give her the release