Elene
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I was bent on making him unravel more. So I kept bobbing my head up and down his shaft, my tongue twirling round and round.
Fredrick fell back further, his lips twitching and his toes curled.
I glanced up through my lashes, watching that beautiful face of his contort.
“f**k,” he grunted, his fingers latched onto the back of my head. “Fuck.”
His c**k pulsed in his mouth, his warmth sneaking into my lips, and his salt taste coated in my tongue. All the sensory details stimulated making my skin flare hot.
There was something I had wanted to try, to take his c**k all down my throat. But I had never done it before.
I wanted to do it but I feared I might throw up and ruin the mood.
But then I wondered how good it would feel to have his c**k at the back of my throat. What
