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Subject: {ASSM} Blow Job (MF, oral, Rom??)
Date: Thu,  5 Jun 2003 08:10:02 -0400
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The door opened and she looked up.  He wore only his robe, a large,
dark blue one tied loosely at the waist.  His hair was still wet,
combed back, and his beard had little drops of water in it.  He looked
pleased with himself.  She sat in the chair at the computer and without
know it held her breath.  
	"God," she thought, "He looks so good."
	"You took your time," she said.
	"I was really dirty," he said, smiling at her.  He picked up his beer
from the table and finished it.  He had been sipping it when she
arrived, covered with dust and dirt from working on his house.  
	"Yes, you were," she said, standing up and looking at him, feeling the
heat already rising in her gut.  He had that affect on her.
	She walked up to him and kissed him then, smelling the clean smell of
his soap and musk at the same time.  His strong arms encircled her and
puller her close as her hands slipped inside the robe and parted it,
running her hands over his broad, hairy chest.  He felt so good, so
warm.  He made her feel young and giddy whenever she was with him like
this.
	She pushed the robe apart further and her hand found him already
hardening.  Smiling, she pulled back and gently pushed him into a
chair.  
	"You must be tired," she said, kissing him.
	"Not that tired," he said.
	"Well, you just relax and I will take care of you," she said, kneeling
before him, her hands running up and down his strong, bare thighs.  He
was a hairy man, with strong, broad shoulders and narrow hips and
intense, blue eyes.  She kissed his thighs, ignoring his hardness for a
few moments, letting him wait a little for her.  Then she raised her
head and while she met his eyes took him into her mouth, half hard and
very clean, smelling just faintly of the musk she loved so much.  
	His smile was a loving, soft one, an appreciative one.  She licked
him, sucked him, slowly, not hurrying at all.  Savoring the taste of
him she licked his shaft, his balls, her hand around him as she did
this, caressing the head.  He groaned then, his back arching as his
eyes closed in blissful pleasure.  Pulling back she looked at his
erection, pink and shiny, her mouth watering for him as he looked at
her.  
	She opened her mouth then and with a theatrical air sucked him in,
almost swallowing all of him as she resumed her ministrations on his
hard cock.  He shuddered then, his body tensing as she slowly, very
slowly, moved her lips up and down, her tongue working the underside of
his cock as he breathed deeply.
	"Oh, you do that so good," he said, watching her head move up and down
on his cock.  
	"I want to eat it," she said in between sucks.
	"You don't want to cum?"
	"I will later," she said, slurping hungrily on him, making hungry
little growling sounds in the back of her throat as she felt him swell
in her mouth.  He was shaking now as she working on him, her mouth and
tongue working the head, the tip and the underside, his back arching,
pushing it further down her throat as she deep throated him several
times.  
	Finally she could feel it, he was ready.  She pulled back then, her
mouth on the head, her tongue flicking across the underside as he
groaned, her hand around the shaft as she squeezed him.  With a moan he
started coming, shooting his hot, sticky cum into her mouth and down
her throat as she moaned and he whimpered and spasmed in her grasp. 
Spurt after spurt ejaculated into her waiting mouth as he came and
came, draining him into her hungry mouth, almost filling it to
overflowing.  She swallowed then, letting it slide down her throat, her
eyes on him as he quivered an shook from the orgasm he had just had.  
	She pulled back finally, squeezing him so  a large drop appeared a the
opening and she gently licked it off as her eyes met his.  He was so
delicious, she thought, as she finally stopped and held his cock in her
hand, looking at him.  He was exhausted now, limp. 
	"I like doing that to you," she said, smiling at him.
	"Why?"
	"Because I like making you happy."
	"You definitely do that," he said, putting his hand on her blond head
and caressing her.  


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