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realized that the words were coming from the still-playing porno on the screen.
    He gave a little push on her head on his next upward thrust. The tip of his erection breached through her throat, blocking her airflow. She almost panicked until she heard his calm, measured voice. “Breathe through it.”
    She did as he said and managed to hold his cock within her throat. He retreated and she had just enough time to take a deep breath before he was lodged there again. It was easier this time.
    The DVD provided the soundtrack to her taking him deeper and deeper. She deep-throated him again and again, not making a sound. She knew he loved it though, since she watched his face the entire time. Lines of pure pleasure and enjoyment were carved there.
    “Suck my balls, or we’ll punish you harder.”
    It was tougher than she thought it would be to resist the downward push of his hands on the back of her head. It was also sexier than she imagined to try.
    His cock, now wet and shiny from his precome and her saliva, slipped from her lips. His balls were drawn tight against the base of his penis and she sucked them, one after the other, until Taylor’s breath was coming in rapid pants. “Jesus, Ana.”
    “Shit, yes,” hissed the man on the television.
    She went back to his cock, sucking him faster and harder as he bucked upward. She added her hand to the mix, twisting strongly with each pull until his body tightened and arched into a bow beneath her. His shout mingled with the other male groans of completion.
    She’d never sucked him off ’til he came. God, what had they been missing this entire time? His semen splashed into her mouth, and he held her there, not allowing her to get away from his passion.
    Not that she wanted to.
    Ana sucked him until the spurts ended. Even then, his cock wasn’t soft, sitting nice and hard on her tongue.
    She drew off of him, his cock flushed red. He looked wiped out, sprawled on the sofa cushions. His head was kicked back, an arm covering his eyes as he panted.
    Ana worked her jaw to get the kinks out. Blowjobs were a strenuous business for both parties. She hoped he recovered quickly. The sight of that mostly erect cock made her crave it between her legs. The muscles in her sex clenched.
    The sound of male and female moans had her turning her head to watch the big screen. The actors had shed their clothes, though the woman still wore her spike heels…of course. She was bent at the waist over the hood of her car while one man reamed her ass and the other pushed his cock between her lips. Ana shuddered. She and Taylor had never attempted anal, certainly never talked about it, but the thought of it made her more than a little hot.
    As if she were in a trance, she stood and pulled off her T-shirt, tossing it on the ground. He removed his arm from over his eyes at her sudden motion, his gaze hooded as he watched her unsnap her bra and throw that aside too.
    “Take off your clothes.” She wanted to see his body nude, watch the blue and purple lights of the television play over his flesh.
    He uncoiled from the sofa and stripped his shirt and pants off as she wriggled out of the super-tight jeans she’d worn to catch his attention. She was about to push her panties down her legs when he wrapped an arm around her waist and yanked her forward, arching her back and sucking first one, then the other nipple into his mouth. The heat of his mouth had her tipping her head back and moaning loudly. God, it felt so good. She tried to squirm, but his rough grip held her immobile as he feasted on her.
    He slid one hand around and down her stomach to her panties. The tiny underwear was no match for his fingers. He had the crotch pulled aside and two thick fingers pushing inside of her in record time. “God you’re so wet,” he groaned.
    “Duh,” she answered breathlessly. He slipped his wet fingers into the waistband and pushed the panties down, growling low in his throat when her pussy was bared to his