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As they go lower and lower, his breathing intensifies His fingers clasp into , all roads lead to his dick

If Clayton thinks I’ there, then what exactly a there? Why not make his hottest fantasy come true?

Once I reach the very base of his torso, where his jeans block me from further skin access, I strike a look up

Clayton’s whole face is more mesmerized than I’ve ever seen it His lower lip is drooped and his blue eyes are half-lidded That is a look of one thing — complete and utter desire

In my hair, his hand pats my head

“Yeah?” My sultry voice purrs, “you’d like that?”

His breath grows even ed as he undoes his jeans

Through his blue and black briefs, the bulge of his boner is pressing insistently to get out

When I finally pull down the briefs, his whole body slu this whole day for me to do just this His thick cock rises to meet me

I dip my head to it, open my mouth, and freeze

I closeto reo about how you’re actually supposed to perfor is you’re supposed to put your ue No teeth, that much I’m pretty sure about

I ai for my face

Wrenching myself away and onto the couch, I say “I’m sorry But I can’t”

Several horrible beats of silence Then, the sound of Clayton doing up his jeans

“I understand,” he finally says in a strained voice, “I shouldn’t have let things get this far As I’ve drunk a fair bit of wine, I can’t drive you hohtaway And you don’t have to worry, I’ll leave you a good review”

He says all this in a voice co off a script Is he really giving up that easily?

When I turn to him, I see the effect my mere look has on him He licks his lips and bites down as if to physically stop hi for what he wants