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You

I feel your eyes locked into mine, and they could have been staring straight into my soul. No matter how hard I try, I can't break away from your gaze, which seems to physically trap me. I feel your soft hands run up against the thighs of my jeans. Your eyes never break contact from mine as you lightly place the tips of your fingers on my crotch, feeling the outline of my throbbing penis through the denim. You trace my penis with your finger, circling it, teasing it. A fiery sensation runs through my body and I let out a small, muffled moan. I want you, I need you. Your lips widen into a naughty smirk. You have me under your spell, and you know it. You lean in a little closer, pressing your body against my legs, as you slowly reach up and unbuckle my belt. You tug my pants down a little and reveal my throbbing cock which has stood up just for you. You smile and playfully tickle it. My cock trembles and my foreskin slides back revealing the head that is glistening with precum. "Is that for me?" you ask, feigning surprise. You dab your index finger on the tip of the head, covering it with the sticky precum. My penis is incredibly sensitive to your touch. You taste your finger and smile. The recipe is right once again - warm and sweet, just the way you always liked it. Your hand reaches up and clenches around my cock. My head is now fully exposed and my precum drips down, covering your hand with its sticky sweetness. You pull off my jeans and toss it aside. I'm exposed, my most ...

... private parts now completely vulnerable to your every touch. You move in between my legs, one hand still firmly grasping my penis, the other tracing my body. I feel your hand brush against my toes, my ankles, my calves and my inner thighs, before finally joining the other around my cock. You move in, and you are so close, my penis can feel your breath. You kiss the head of my cock, as if they were my lips. It is sensuous and erotic. Your tongue flits through your teeth and licks the head, mixing my precum with your saliva. I moan, my toes curling and digging into the carpet. "What should I do with this?" you whisper, a playful gleam in your beautiful eyes. Your hand runs up and down my cock. I never knew I could be this hard. Before I can respond, you slowly open your mouth and wrap it around my penis. I feel it brush against the upper ridges of your mouth as you taste the lengths of my manhood. You blow on my cock and it is the most sensational, velvety feeling in the world. Nothing goes through my mind as I watch you work on pleasuring my penis. You are thoroughly enjoying the taste of my penis, and you are thoroughly enjoying watching me, helpless before you. In and out, in and out. You take the cock out of your mouth and start to masturbate it. So this is what they mean by "the woman's touch". You spit on my cock as if it didn't already have enough saliva. Your hand is a soft but sticky mess, but you don't seem to mind. I always loved that about you, the way you weren't ...