May 24th, 2010 | 
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loudly. I move to your right armpit, burying my nose and mouth
there and eating it out like a lover's pussy. Your scent is all
over my beard after I've dived into your left pit as well. I move
my tongue down the smooth expanse of your pecs to where a dark
nipple is sticking straight up. I put my lips around it like it's
a virgin's dick and begin to tug gently, laving it with my tongue
like a miniature blowjob, repeated on the other one, where I begin
to nip and chew lightly at the tenderness of your skin there and
feel your tit, unbelievably, extend even further. You're squirming
now. I continue nipping and biting lightly, and when I reach your
flanks you thrash beneath me. "I can't take this long, please,
please help me shoot off," you gasp. I continue moving down your
damp, tight skin into your navel, where I do a wet, rhythmic tongue
fucking. "Please, please hurry! My nuts! Oh, my dick!" you're
crying. I sniff the damp patch of hair above that last muscle,
catching its head in the tangle of my beard and feeling its weeping
stream wet down my beardhairs. I raise slightly to begin long,
lapping strokes with my tongue up the creases where your legs join
your abdomen. You raise your legs and clamp them to my shoulders,
pulling me forward and raising your crotch into my face
"Pleassssse," you hiss, "Oh, Han, I want you, I can't wait!
Please!" But I have one last preliminary to attend to. Raising you
with your asscheeks in my hands and forcing your legs back further,
I lick slowly down the thick dark rope running from your nuts to
your puckered and pungent hole, then start plunging just the tip
into the folds of that dark secret place where my mind has traveled
with you. I lick and tonguefuck every saddleweary inch of that ass,
returning to its secret center to plunge ever more deeply with my
tongue each time. My own dick has never been harder, and I can feel
my balls drawn up tight against my dick's base as they squeeze out
precum all over its purple cap and in a river down the shaft.
You're emitting sounds now that aren't words, just hisses and
"ah!"s and grunts. The tight ring of muscle loosens around my
tongue, and as I press it more deeply in with long, vibrating
strokes, I bring up my thumbs to spread it, my nose still buried
right up into the wet backside of your ball pouch. "Now!" you
shout, "Oh, god, Now, Han!" ...So I relent and kneel upright. Our
poles cross like swords, and I grasp them together briefly, milking
more thick clear liquid lubricant onto mine. Then I lock eyes with
you one last time and place the plumhead of my cock, painful in its
hardness, against your wet opening. "Yes! Do it! Come into me,
dammit, Han!" you whisper so softly I am not sure you said it, but
your eyes give the same message. My hands on your waist, I thrust
forward against the resistence of your hole, but feel the wet of my
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