I'd cup his face and gently run my fingers through his long blond hair,
then nibble my way from his neck, down his chest and stomach while
unbuttoning his shirt, giving him little bites and some hickies, taking
in the sweet scent of his flesh. I would undo his fly and gently pull
down his pants and briefs, then take his balls in my mouth one at a time
and run my tongue around them, swishing them gently in my mouth. I
would lick and kiss up his shaft, and make out with his head, and then
suddenly grab his hips and pull him back, sucking on him hungrily. I'd
pull back to kiss his head gently and run my tongue around it, slapping
his hands away whenever he went to touch himself. I would keep doing
this, alternating between lavishing attention on his cock and his balls,
until he went crazy from the teasing and demanded that I fuck him
properly. I'd set him down in a chair at his desk and sit in his lap,
pressing him inside me and slowly sliding down upon him as I did. He
would probably pull me impatiently down onto his cock and I would moan
and start milking him and riding him, using the desk for balance as I
enjoyed his fullness inside me.
Oh, did I mention I'd be touching myself the entire time?
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