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Chapter 8

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Lacy goes down on a married man

"Well I..." Hank started to say. He was still facing her, and she had gotten a hell of a lot closer to him. She had him almost pinned up against the back wall of the bathroom with her hand on her chest. "I don't think that..."

"When was the last time you got a blowjob, Hank?" Lacy asked.

"Never," he said. "That's not the sort of thing Janice... the sort of thing a Christian woman does." Hank's body was turned toward her, but he had pried his eyes away from her cleavage to look at anywhere else in the room instead.

Lacy dropped to her knees. The bathroom tiles were cold, but she was used to a little discomfort during the act. She put her hands to work on Hank's belt. "It's a good thing I'm not much of a Christian woman, then," she said as she pressed her face against his pants.

He didn't complain when she got the belt free, and then the button of his frumpy dad jeans. Lacy didn't know if she believed that he had honestly never gotten a blowjob in his entire life, but she could believe that Janice didn't like doing them, especially lately. He deserved a treat, she thought. She pulled his pants down past his thighs and let them fall down to his ankles. His boxers were old-fashioned and plaid, and already tented with his erection. It was bigger than she'd expected. She wondered if Janice even appreciated that.

"Mmph," she said, biting her lip. She slipped a hand up his pant leg and grabbed hold of it. It swelled, just from that. "You're so hard for me, Hank. I can't wait."

Off came his boxers without another word out of Hank. She decided to get started before his good sense came back. His dick stood proud and tall, though Hank still looked embarrassed to have an unmarried jezebel so close to his manhood, and in such a public place. So Lacy grabbed hold of his cock and wrapped her lips around it, tender and soft. He groaned out loud. She took it slow as she lowered herself onto it until she had the entire, throbbing thing down her throat, and then she looked up. There was Hank, staring back down at her. She smiled as she grabbed hold of his balls.

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