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Chapter 5 by CilanEamber CilanEamber

Can she?

Who are you to say no to such a beauty?

You hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond, but then nodded slowly, trying to maintain a sense of calm. "Yes, you can," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jamal's eyes lit up with a mix of excitement and nervousness as she reached out with her free hand, her fingers trembling slightly as they made contact with your newly enlargened penis.

As soon as her fingers made contact with your skin, Jamal's eyes widened in awe, her gaze fixed on the point where her hand met your body. "Oh my...it's even bigger than I thought," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, but filled with a mix of wonder and longing. Her fingers trembled slightly as she wrapped them around your girth, her thumb brushing against the underside of your glans. "And so thick," she added, her eyes darting up to meet yours, a look of fascination etched on her face. You felt a surge of arousal at her touch, but tried to maintain your composure, intrigued by Jamal's reaction.

Jamal's touch sent a jolt of pleasure through your body, and you couldn't help but let out a low moan. You watched as her eyes widened in surprise, but then a small smile played on her lips. She continued to stroke you gently, her fingers exploring every inch of your length. As she continued, you could feel yourself getting harder and larger in her hand. You watched as her eyes widened in awe, her gaze fixed on your growing member. "Wow," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's getting even bigger."

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You'd always wondered what it was like to have a big cock, and now here you were, a beauty in front of it, admiring it. Even if that beauty had been a man mere moments before.

She seemed to be lost in the moment, her gaze darting back and forth between your face and your groin. Suddenly, a mischievous glint appeared in her eye, and she gently pulled her hand back, her fingers still wrapped around your girth. With a sly smile, she slowly began to lift her hand, her eyes locked onto yours as she measured your length against her face. Her hand moved upwards, your tip brushing against her chin, and then her nose, before finally coming to rest against her forehead.

You couldn't believe this sight.

As Jamal's hand came to rest against her forehead, she gazed up at you with a look of wonder, her eyes sparkling with a mix of amazement and curiosity. "Wow," she breathed, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing. Her fingers tightened slightly around your girth, as if she was trying to memorize the sensation of your skin against hers. Her eyes never left yours as she slowly began to move her hand back down, her fingers tracing the length of your shaft with a gentle, almost reverent touch. You could feel her gaze burning into yours, as if she was trying to read your every thought and emotion.

Without breaking eye contact, Jamal's hand began to move with a slow, sensual rhythm, her fingers wrapping around your girth and stroking upwards, then releasing, only to repeat the motion again. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and you felt your cock begin to twitch, as if urging her on.

"I've never done this to another guy before, but I think you'll like it!" She smiled.

As Jamal's fingers danced along your length, you couldn't help but break the silence, your voice barely above a whisper. "Do you like it?" you asked, your eyes locked onto hers, searching for a glimmer of response. Jamal's gaze faltered for a moment, her pupils dilating slightly as she hesitated, her fingers pausing mid-stroke. Then, a slow smile spread across her face, her lips curling upwards in a sly, mischievous grin. "Oh, I love it," she breathed, her voice husky with desire, her eyes sparkling with a newfound intensity. As she spoke, her fingers resumed their gentle caress, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Can I...?" she breathed, her words trailing off as her gaze drifted to your cock, her fingers still stroking you with a gentle, almost reverent touch. You felt a surge of excitement as you met her gaze, your heart pounding in your chest. You knew what she was asking, and your body seemed to hum with anticipation.

"Can I what?"

"Can I suck your cock?"

Can she?

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