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into me even further. I felt as he stuck his tongue out, parting my tight pussy lips with it, and diving even deeper into my sex.
    “God, Tommy...” I stuttered.
    I closed my eyes and then for the first time in the entire evening, I completely let myself go. I didn’t care any more if what I was doing was wrong or right in either my eyes or the eyes of the church. I didn’t care if Justin was sitting at home, wondering where I was. There was only this one moment and it was filled with a deep and dangerous pleasure. It was incredible and made me forget about everything else in the world.
    Suddenly, Tommy pulled his face away from my crotch, taking away the incredible sensation that he was giving me. I opened my eyes and watched as he stood up from the floor. My gaze was immediately drawn to his muscular abdominal muscles, which were as defined as any I had ever seen on an underwear model in an advertisement.
    He quickly unbuckled his belt and tossed it to the floor. Then he unbuttoned his leather pants and pulled them down. He was standing only in his black underwear and underneath it, I could make out the obvious outline of his erect cock as it pushed out on the thin material.
    Laying there on my back, with my dress pulled up to my waist and my ripped panties laying next to me, I felt more vulnerable than I ever had in my life. But somehow, I also felt safe with Tommy. I couldn’t describe why, but there was something about him that was allowing me to give myself up to him.
    Tommy looked over my body with lust in his eyes. Then he stepped close to me and grabbed the top of my dress, just above my breasts. He quickly pulled downward, releasing my tits to the air. Immediately, he brought his mouth to one of my nipples, flicking it with his tongue.
    “God, yes,” I whispered.
    Tommy licked and sucked on one nipple, then slowly pulled his mouth away. He had made it rock hard and it was standing straight up in the air, shining from his saliva. He gave it one final lick and then went directly to my other breast, giving it equal attention.
    With both my nipples standing tall on my breasts, Tommy stood back up and admired me once more. Then he grabbed the waist strap of his underwear and slowly pulled them down. Inch-by-inch, his massive cock was exposed. He continued sliding his underwear down, until he had pulled it past his tip. His fully erect dick bounced back up, finally free from its restraints.
    Oh...wow....
    It was much bigger than Justin’s, the only other man who I had ever slept with. Immediately, I was a bit nervous about it fitting inside of me, but I didn’t have any chance to dwell on that.
    “Come here,” he said. “I want you to get this nice and wet.”
    He grabbed my wrists and helped me to my feet. Then he placed his hands on my shoulders and lightly pushed downward, causing me to fall to my knees in front of him. His large crown was staring me right in the face, just inches from my mouth.
    I was craving every part of him, needing all of his masculinity that I could get. So I didn’t hesitate to open my mouth, allowing him inside. His tip slid across my tongue all the way to the back of my throat and Tommy let out a groan of pleasure.
    “Fuck yes,” he grunted.
    I grabbed the base of his shaft and began sliding my hand up and down it as I sucked on the top half. He seemed to like it and responded immediately.
    “Yeah, like that,” he said, approvingly.
    Tommy began to buck his hips forward, causing his crown to slide up against my throat. I didn’t mind one bit, though. I wanted his cock to be as wet as possible before I allowed it inside of me. I figured it was the only way that it was going to fit.
    The taste of his pre-cum began to cover my tongue, as the salty liquid dribbled out of his tip. I slowly pulled my face away and watched as a strand of it stretched between my lower lip and his crown. Tommy looked down and smiled.
    “That’s so fucking hot,” he said.
    Then he grabbed me by my