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I came home early.

Jaan and his new girl were naked on the sofa.

His cock plumbing the depths of her throat as she knelt before him.

I was struck dumb. I stood there.

She took his tool at a pace. Slowly. Confidently. 
Feeding it into herself with measured tempo. Halting at times to
pressure her tonsils against the throbbing essence that was his
manhood. Taking it into the very craw of her.

The sweep of his shaft secured snugly in the oral alley of her being
as she began crafting a spell: nurturing the root force of Jaan's
nature with subtle movement.

With slips and starts she slid Jaan down between her ears. It was a
sight to behold.

Do not think me a pervert. No. I have my share of the fairer sex.
Believe me. I have no need to spy on others for my sexual needs to be
filled.

No. Simply, I admire expertise wherever I may find it. This girl was
an expert. An artist at her true calling. Chugging big beef was her
metier.

I think I appreciated her more than Jaan did. Well, maybe not. But she
gave me joy as I watched her in action.

She sensed my presence, "Get the hell out of here unless you plan on
licking my ass." She told me.

Before I knew it I was on my knees licking her ass cheek. More out of
admiration than lust or perversion. The taste of soap was fresh on her
skin. They must be just out of the shower.

She reached back and crammed my face in the crack of her ass. It was
plain what she wanted. I licked her asshole. Excitement chimed within
me as I did.

This was a brave new world for me. The novelty stirred my arousal. 

The scent of her sex was strong here. A more earthy scent came faintly
to my nostrils, wafting from her bunghole, giving a raw edge to my
desire.

I marveled at the natural mysteries her rump concealed as the arc of
her cheeks disappeared into the flat of her inner ass-crack.

My tongue explored her tight rim. The crinkle of her skin, as it
gathered itself into an exquisite circle, seemed to draw heat from the
surrounding smoothness. I buried myself face-first in this wonderland
of shapes and textures, tastes and smells.

The orbs of her ass tickled my ears.

My hunger begged for satisfaction: I ate her asshole.

///////

The next morning a knock at the door awoke me.

It was she.

I stood there shamefaced, and once again, struck dumb. After my feast
the day before I promptly hid in my room, disturbed with the reality
of what I'd done.

"Hello." She said, in a friendly way.

I stood silent.

"About what happened... I didn't mean to have you do that." She was
tentative. "I meant `get lost' when I said for you to lick me. I had
no idea you would."

"Jaan isn't here." I said, my voice finally working. 

"The thing is... I liked it. It felt so good to have your face in my
fanny." She blushed as she said this. "You were so good. I had no idea
it would feel like that. I really admire the way you got into it. Such
passion. Like an artist."

"Uh, Jaan's not here." I repeated like a fool, wishing I were still
struck dumb.

"I know Jaan's not here. I made sure Jaan wouldn't be here.  I wanted
to find out about something. If you wouldn't mind?"

I was struck dumb once again as the implication of what she said
filtered in.

"I wanted to see if you can reach my ass with your tongue while I suck
your cock. Sixty-Nine style. What do you think?"

I fainted.


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