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while, licking and gurgling them, taking them both in her mouth and
pulling down on his sack while she continued jerking him off,
tightening his skin and increasing the sensitivity.
    “ Holy shit,” Billy said,
his entire body on edge, his hands curled up into fists. “I don’t
know how much more I can handle.”
    Taking this as a cue, Sandra released his
balls with her mouth and went back to blowing him proper, her lips
moving up and down on his cock while her hand followed, working his
shaft in perfect harmony with her mouth.
    “ Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Billy
said under his breath as he quickly climbed towards another orgasm.
“I can’t believe I’m gonna fucking cum again!”
    Sandra continued blowing him, her eyes
locked on his, her mouth engulfing his cock, making it disappear,
the copious amounts of saliva allowing her to glide over his cock
with just the right amount of pressure.
    And then Billy was there, his body bucking
beneath Sandra as a bolt of electricity shot down his spine and his
cock released it’s bounty for the second time that evening. It was
shorter than the first time but more intense, almost painful.
    Sandra pulled her mouth of his cock at the
last possible moment, her hand still jerking him off as he came,
sending his milky white sperm shooting all over her tits and
stomach.
    As Billy wound down, Sandra smacked his cock
against her tits a couple times, laughing softly as he flinched.
Then she took his cock in her mouth, sucking on the tip of it,
drawing every last drop from it.
    “ Holy shit,” Billy said,
flopping back onto the couch.
    “ That was good, huh?”
Sandra asked.
    “ Hell yes.”
    “ Better than the first
time.”
    Smiling, Billy nodded.
    “ Just wait until the next
one,” Sandra said.
    “ I don’t know if I can get
it up again, let alone cum again.”
    “ I thought we already
talked about that,” she said. “It won’t be a problem, trust
me.”
    “ I don’t know . . .” Billy
started.
    “ Have I let you down yet?”
Sandra asked.
    “ No, I guess you
haven’t.”
    “ What makes you think I’m
going to start now?”
    “ Good point,” Billy
said.
    Sandra stood up and held out her hand. “Come
on, get up.”
    “ Where are we
going?”
    “ You’ll see.”
    Billy took Sandra’s hand and allowed her to
help him up. She led him into the bathroom and turned on the
shower.
    “ A little wake-up call,”
she said, climbing in after it had warmed up. “Have you ever
showered with a woman before?”
    Billy shook his head.
    “ It’s all about the feel of
things,” Sandra said as the water poured over her. “Just touching
the other person while they’re all wet. Their hair, their bodies,
and especially their skin. Go ahead. Feel free.”
    Billy rubbed his hands on her skin, starting
with her shoulders and moving down her arms. The water made her
skin exponentially smoother, almost like oil. He rubbed her tits,
her belly, her thighs. She returned the favor, running her hands
through his wet hair, over his chest, down to his asscheeks.
    “ It doesn’t have to be
overtly sexual,” Sandra said, turning around, giving him her back.
“Just think of it as foreplay. Getting yourself warmed up for round
three.”
    Billy ran his hands down her back, over her
hips. He grabbed her round ass and gave it a squeeze. Sandra moaned
softly. His breath growing more rapid and his cock—to his
everlasting amazement—already showing signs of life, he squeezed
them a little more firmly.
    It wasn’t long before Billy was pressing his
body up against Sandra, his chest against her back, his cock
pushing up against her ass while his hands explored her incredible
tits, rubbing and groping them and tweaking her nipples.
    “ See?” Sandra whispered,
turning her head to the side. “I told you it wouldn’t be a
problem.”
    “ And you were right,” Billy
said, his cock rock-hard for the third time in less than an hour.
“Again.”
    “ And now, when you fuck me
proper,