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| I opened my eyes, looked down, and saw Lara was holding my cock with the drunk bitch same hand she was using to hold her cigarette. I looked at her drunk bitch and saw staring at me as she lovingly squeezed my cock with rhythmic pulses. “Thank you,” I heard myself say. She leaned forward and kissed me again, the awful taste and exciting smell of smoke on her breath, and then she sat down once more. She licked her lips and bent forward over my cock. I couldn’t see what drunk bitch she drunk bitch was doing, but I felt Lara gently angling my erection towards her face. Wet heat surrounded the head of my cock drunk bitch as her drunk bitch lips drunk bitch formed a seal an inch or so behind the head. Lara swirled drunk bitch her tongue around my cock again drunk bitch and again, the friction making me tense almost every muscle in my body. She wriggled the tip of her tongue into the slit, and I jumped again, making the desk creak under me | ||
| Lara put the cigarette hand on my knee and drunk bitch her other hand closed around my shaft drunk bitch. She ran her thumb up the underside of the shaft and I felt a big dollop of pre-cum sliding up through the thick vein as Lara’s tongue massaged the slit and caught the pre-cum. Three more times she ran her thumb up the vein, each time starting closer to drunk bitch my balls, and each time more drunk bitch pre-cum tickled the inside of my drunk bitch cock as it slid forward out of me before ending up on Lara’s tongue. Then the sucking began. Lara’s drunk bitch lips squeezed tight just behind the head and she sucked delicately while her tongue made barely grazing touches all over the head. I watched the smoke drifting up from the tip of the cigarette and smelled the biting tang of it. I drunk bitch leaned back and when I put my hands behind drunk bitch me, I knocked something off the desk. I looked at the floor and saw it was a script, and again the thought hit me: a TV star is sucking my dick. Lara started sucking a little harder drunk bitch and she began stroking the shaft and bobbing her head up and down a couple inches. I moaned softly and Lara chuckled. Light reflected off her ponytail as drunk bitch it lay among the freckles between her shoulder blades, and I concentrated on the smell of perfume and smoke and listened to the occasional sucking noise whenever Lara missed an up-stroke or down-stroke. But the feeling of the tight ring she made with her lips sliding up just those couple inches up and down the shaft started that familiar feeling of an orgasm begin to form. I began to squirm. | ||
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