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hands along his belly and chest.
     
    I was right. He did have the physique of a model. Beneath his shirt, I found a built sex of wash-board abs, the kind that felt like you could grate cheese on. As I grazed my fingers upwards, I felt his firm, broad chest, twitching slightly under my fingers as I tickled his nipples.
     
    A few times, I encountered rough spots in his skin that seemed to be scars. I didn’t want to break the moment by asking him then but I made a mental note to ask later how he had gotten them. If anything, it just turned me on more, knowing that I was about to have a real man—a man who had fought, who had been beaten and scarred and still survived.
     
    That thought alone made me even wetter, made my core even hotter and made me want him inside of me even more.
     
    I began to undo his pants, taking off his belt first and tossing it across the room. Then, down came his zipper, and I slid his jeans down. I reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock—an enormous, veiny, throbbing tool.
     
    He gasped softly as my fingers came in contact with his sensitive flesh and I began to stroke him, rubbing my warm palm against his hot cock as he continued to suckle my nipples.
     
    I wanted this cock inside of me.
     
    He seemed too big, though—far too big for my tight little slit. Sure, I had masturbated before, but the biggest thing I had ever had in there was a banana once… And even that was a pretty tight squeeze.
     
    This cock, on the other hand… This was enormous, far thicker than the banana. I was positive it would rip me apart, but part of me was looking forward to that.
     
    Part of me wanted him on top of me, pounding me, pumping me, ripping me apart. Part of me—and it was a part that grew bigger with each passing second—wanted him to tame me hard, to make me his.
     
    I wanted to be stretched out around that huge cock, sighing and gasping as he forced me to take it over and over again. And I wanted to feel what would happen when he finished inside of me, filling me up with that hotness, that stickiness…
     
    I got down on my hands and knees. I knew from my girlfriends that boys liked this, even though I had never given a blowjob before. I began to lick slowly from the base of his shaft up to the tip of his cock.
     
    He gasped in delight, grunting as I kissed along his shaft, planting hot, suckling kisses along his flesh, tugging at the skin of his shaft with my lips and my teeth as I went along my way.
     
    Finally, I got to his thick, meaty cock head and I wrapped my lips around that, sucking hard and then using my teeth, grazing his hungry flesh with my equally hungry teeth.
     
    “Ahh… Too much teeth…” he whimpered. I glanced up at him coyly.
     
    “What’s wrong, big bad biker man? Can’t take a little teeth from a cute little virgin by the side of the road?”
     
    “Apparently not,” Crow muttered. I felt him run a hand through my thick curly hair and grasp me firmly. He pressed his cock into my mouth and I obeyed him, allowing him to slide his length down my throat. I took him as deep as I could, letting him go further and further into my throat…
     
    I knew this was called deepthroating and I remembered my girlfriends discussing techniques for doing it comfortably.
     
    Myself, on the other hand, I found that I didn’t have much of a gag reflex (I had always known this… I was able to take all sorts of disgusting medicine without any problems as a kid!) and so I was able to slide his cock deeper and deeper, further down into my throat. My mouth suckled and massaged his hungry, horny shaft as it disappeared into my face.
     
    Finally, I had my nose buried in his pubic hair and his long cock buried to the hilt in my throat. I could barely breathe but somehow, I had kept conscious.
     
    Now, I began to bob my head, sliding off his cock a little bit before slamming it back into my throat, letting his huge meat invade my hungry mouth.
     
    “Oh, fuck, that’s good…