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lips.
    I feel his fresh breath brush my lips. He takes time and taste my lips. “Your lips are so smooth and I like the smell of your lipstick,” he says but he continues on his task like a man with a job to do and that job is to get me naked and do whatever. I’m intrigued at how he thinks and what turns him on.
    Stepping back, he looks at me with just my bra on. And he kisses my bra. “You have great breasts, are they real?” He asks as his mouth curls kissing them through my bra.
    “They are as real as you,” I’m saying breathing hard because he has his hands between my legs.
    With his long fingers he slips the strap of my bra off one shoulder and then the next. He leans and reaches around my back, leans into me closer and unsnaps my bra, and pulls it over my arms and it now lays on the desk beside my suit coat.
    I’m still not helping him and he reaches and pulls up my skirt and stands back as if looking at a painting. I see his mouth open and his tongue extend and swipe his lips. He’s breathing hard and I’m wondering what he’s planning on doing. I don’t see any whips, chains, and handcuffs, and butt plugs and I’m relieved because so far I like his slow and easy lovemaking. He hasn’t giving me any indication that he could be the stud the women are talking about.
    Then he reaches for my panties and pulls them down. I’m wearing sandals and he pulls them off and toss them too. He takes me in his arms and I wrap my arms around his neck and he carries me to the sofa I had been eyeing.
    I’m lying on the sofa and wondering when is he going to take off his shirt and pants. But that is not what he has in mind for me. I’m sitting on his sofa naked. I’m speechless when he goes to his knees and his breathing is loud. He takes my breasts in his hands and says, these are beautiful.
    And he’s holding them in both his hands then his mouth wraps around my nipple. The tip is rising in his mouth until it is hard as a pebble. His moaning becomes loud. I’m hoping no one is coming into the office because I will be the next victim of the water cooler jokes.
    He bends his head, trailing his kisses along my legs, and with his hands, he opens my legs. I break into a thousand pieces. And a hot tide flows through me and I’m burning from his touch. I can’t breathe. I take short breaths. He sits back looking between my legs. “Do you have protection,” I ask?
    He looks up at me, I’m breathless, he says, “I don’t need any. You will see.”
    On his knees leaning back, his hands extend to my mound and his long fingers passes over my mound of curly hair. “Your hair is soft but thick.”
    “It’s black hair, go figure,” I say raking my hands through his silky brown hair.
    “I like it. Something different. It turns me on.” He smiles and brushes his tongue across his lips and his head falls between my legs. And he raises my legs so he can get a better look or his mouth can fully cover my folds. In minute his mouth covers my folds I’m hot and I push myself into his face and he gets all of me. And I’m into him. He knows what to do to a woman. No wonder there are women ready to write books about him.
    I can’t wait to see his dick.
    I grab his silky hair and comb my fingers through it as his mouth is grasping my bud. His tongue runs across my clit over and over and then he goes into the sucking motion and again his tongue is brushing back and forward on my clit and when my legs quake and quiver I’m having an orgasm and he is draining the life out of me.
    “I’m having an orgasm. It’s amazing what you do,” I say breathless. My body rising up and down.
    “I know,” he says. He’s cool after eating a woman’s pussy which to him is a walk in the park. I’m on fire and ready for him to take me fuck me hard.
    When does he get his or is this his thing; eating a woman and making her weak for him, and then he can have her when he wants her. I will see. He appears to enjoy my body as much as I enjoy