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That’s when I lost my virginity. But there was something about the act, the edge of it. The taste of him filled my mouth, warm and masculine, laced with just enough soap to make it intimate as I slowly slid my mouth over the head. He held me there as I traced his balls with my fingers, dancing my tongue around the head of his cock, lightly creating suction on his head. Intentional. I waited until he drove off, then climbed back into my car, panting, aching. “No rush,” he said, voice low and patient. Lived solo. I yanked my pants open and furiously masturbated, thinking about the whole ordeal with the remaining hints of cum teasing my taste buds. I swallowed every drop and I kept going.
