A Special Treat by Kilted Wookie She gives me a mischievous smile as she kneels down in front of me. “Just sit there and relax,” she purrs seductively, “You don’t need to do a thing.” I nod as she strokes my cock through my jeans. “That’s it,” she says, “Just you get yourself all nice and big and hard for me.” I do just that; my cock stiffens in response to her touch; it’s not as if it can do anything else. She undoes my jeans, slipping her hand inside, rubbing my cock through my boxer shorts. “I love making you hard,” she says softly; my cock twitches in her grasp. Her fingertip traces the outline of my cock. She licks her lips. I let out a quiet moan. Her fingers stroke, slowly, gently; heightening my state of arousal. I want to feel myself in her mouth, her lips sliding along my shaft, but all in good time, she is in no hurry and I know better than to rush her. Pausing briefly, she sits back and takes off her top. With a smile, she undoes her bra an
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