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Beast
Ever so softly I begin to raise him up... Into his hardness he begins to twist the pillow...My lips to the tip I swirl my tongue, his eyes roll ... Tease him from side to side, grasping his fullness with my hand I take him all in...A gasp for air as he pushes me down, pulling my hair and clawing my neck.... I twist my tongue wickedly like a coiling viper awaiting its prey, for I will consume my victim... A fountain of hot liquid spews from him, and I have won this battle over lust and beast.... By:RFuller 3/3/13
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