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Although anal sex was fast becoming my favorite kink, I also loved kneeling before my fiancee to suck his cock for ages.
A constant leaking of salty pre-cum from the tiny, red-raw slit on the top of his swollen cock head fed me all the reward I needed for thirty minutes of cock sucking. I wanked Victor’s shaft gently, teasing his orgasm up and down until his knees and thighs quivered while I milked his semen almost, but not quite, past a tipping point.
My blowjob technique had vastly improved since meeting Victor. My intense love for him had plenty to do with that, but there was also a naughty schoolgirl slut deep inside me that wanted to submit and pleasure her master.
I meditated while sucking Victor’s cock, enjoying the power exchange, more so when he cupped the back of my head, guiding my lips up and down his veiny shaft. I stopped momentarily, licking his smooth glans from its ridge to the fountain of my treat.