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Thank you

THANK YOU

It was late when we were coming home from your jobs Christmas party.
You had been whispering nasty dirty things in my ear all night causing me to be slightly erect the entire evening.
You said things like "I'm going to suck you dry" and "I can't wait until we're alone".
You would gently whisper these things and then walk away if you didn't just fill my ear with sexually explicit content.
Nasty dirty things letting me know how much you were craving my dick.
Without saying a word, your eyes told the story of how you wanted to lick it, to suck it, to massage my dick with your lips.
When no one was looking, you gently slid my hand up your dress to show me how wet you were, as to prove your talk wasn't cheap.
The party is now over and it's time to leave.
Upon getting into the limo, you enthusiastically unbuckle my pants and your dark red stained lips are wrapped around my penis.
You kiss the tip, your warm wet tongue runs down my shaft only to land at my sack.
I look down at you so passionately focused on your task at hand.
Passing street lights allow for brief glances at my dick glistening in your spit.
Your hands, small and manicure, firmly hold the base of my penis.
Opening as wide as possible to accommodate every inch of my throbbing manhood in your mouth.
Briefly gagging, you pull back but still sucking aggressively.
My toes are curling in my shoes.
The vacuum sensation cause by the slurping of your mouth along with the up and down motion of your hands results in an ejaculation of warm glaze that has the faintest hint of sweetness.
Un-phased, you continue the same rhythmic motion that made me cum in the 1st place.
And again.....I erupt violently.....and you keep sucking.
My manly moans have turned into full blown grunts. I think to myself "this can't be happening"
Realizing the end was nowhere in sight, I lick my lips and grit my teeth as I brace myself for the next orgasmic wave. I can hear my heart beating. "Oh no here it comes" I think to myself.
Again, and again. I came two more times. Each orgasm producing more cum than the one before.
Satisfied with your performance, you wipe the drippings off your lips.
You look me in the eyes as you suck the remaining glaze off your right thumb and index finger, as if to signal you were finished devouring my cock.
I asked what that was for and you tell me......
"Consider it a Thank You"
Written by Mr_SuitAndTie
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