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Chapter 8 by Chicklet

What does Chris ask?

Nothing; just let Ann do what she's best at!

Chris shook his head, closing his eyes and laying back again. It would probably be best if he just let the woman do what she wanted. After all, this was his first time, and he had next to no idea about what to expect.

Ann smiled, understanding his hesitation. She had him just where she wanted him, right underneath her, and she was about to take full advantage.

Unable to supress a smile, Ann opened wide and took Chris into her mouth. Not just into her mouth, but the whole length of him into her throat. Greedily she sucked him, gulping him down while caressing his staff with her talented tongue.

Chris's eyes shot wide open and he bucked his hips, suddenly in a place of pleasure that he'd never been before. Ann's face felt like heaven, her mouth a hot volcano of molten pleasure. He cried out as she pulled off of him, and gasped as she pushed back on. There was no more teasing, just eager lust, and Chris feared that he wouldn't be able to hold back if she did this much longer.

"Ann," he gasped. "Oh god..."

Ann chuckled around his cock and took him into her throat again, holding him there, feeling his hard muscle pulsing in her mouth. Pulling off slowly, she prodded the tip of his head with her tongue, tasting the sour pre-cum gathering there. Experience told her that she should stop soon if she didn't want a load in her mouth, but she knew that there was still room for a few more thrusts.

What happens next?

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