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Francis liked looking as well but did not want to make it so obvious to the guys. Then it happen. Bob made a comment about the boobs on a girl on the computer and Kevin forgetting himself said, "Oh, ya there ok but I bet Francis's look allot better than tug jobs that." The room went silent. No male in the room breathed and even Francis heal her breath for a moment in surprise. Poor tug jobs Kevin thought his head would cave in at any moment. "What did you say" said Francis, but in a soft questioning voice. Kevin turned his head sheepishly. "Well, it is the truth Fran" "I have never seen a better tug jobs set of knockers than you have." "You have got to be tug jobs dogding?!!" Comes back Francis.
As he laid me down I felt the anticipation of him sucking on my clit and shivered with pure arousal. Slowly and ever so gently he spread my legs and proceeded to tug jobs lick my inner thighs, moving slowly towards the mound that was aching for his touch. As his tongue touched my clit I thought my head would explode. His fingers sought my warm, wet pussy and he slipped 2 fingers inside, finger-fucking me while he took care of my clit. I got so excited I grabbed his head and made him suck me harder - it felt so good. I tried to hold off the climax because it felt so damn good but I got to the point I could not hold back any more and that's when he pushed me beyond the point of no return.
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