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Chapter 83
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After we had finished unpacking, we both freshened up then we laid down for a while, just enjoying the quiet and each other’s company. Needing to distract myself I got up on my knees and edged closer to him. He was watching me curiously, and I almost lost my nerve with what I was about to do… almost! Reaching out, I unzipped the zipper of his pants, before reaching in and freeing his shaft. It didn’t surprise me that he was already in full blown arousal.
“Lena…” he whispered.
But whatever else he had been going to say, vanished within the hiss he released when I took him in my mouth. His fingers became entwined in my hair, as he held me to him, while I continued to work my way towards brining him to his release. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to make him come with my mouth. I had been caught up with giving him his blowjob when I had suddenly been pulled away from him. Before I knew what had happened, I had been on my back on the bed, and my pants and under
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