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clothes, tossing them to the side one piece at a time, kicking off his shoes and finally pulling down his boxers and stepping out of them. His cock sprang free as if just waiting for the opportunity. Its hard thickness pointed at her, the velvety head dark plum, a tiny bud of fluid sitting at the eye like a star on a crown. Anya was still holding her breasts, waiting for Gus to tell her what to do next. She'd discovered it excited her to have him do that.
    "Lean forward and lick me," he said. "Just the head. Don't use your hands, only your tongue."
    She did as he asked, bending forward and swiping her tongue over the head, capturing the bead of liquid begging her to take it. Gus' big body shuddered at the first lash of her tongue.
    "Jesus, that feels so good. Do it again, darlin'. Just like that."
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    He stood with his feet apart, the heavy sac with his balls resting against his muscular thighs. Each time she swept the flat of her tongue over him his cock flexed. Anya knew she was getting wetter and wetter and Gus wasn't even touching her now. Without warning he backed away, Anya gasped, her hands tightening on her breasts. Gus moved closer to her and pushed her gently back on the bed. Bending her knees and spreading her legs. Then he knelt on the floor in front of her and spread the lips of her pussy.
    "You know," he said in a husky voice, "when we get back home I'm going to shave off these beautiful curls. I want to see your beautiful cunt naked for me. I want to rub my cock all over it and feel nothing but bare skin. Would you like that?"
    Like that? Could he not see more liquid seeping from her?
    "Yes, yes, yes," she chanted. "I want that."
    And she did. That and more. All these months Gus had coaxed her to enjoy her sexuality. To put the past behind her and think only of the two of them. And she'd been doing it. Now, even in the midst of this crisis, it occurred to her that nothing this man could suggest would turn her off. She wanted it all with him. I want it all.
    "And that's what you'll get, believe me."
    Oh, god, had she said it aloud?
    But in the next moment she even forgot how to speak as Gus lowered his mouth to her, blew a stream of warm air into her pussy and licked her slit the entire length. She moaned again, riding the crest of the heat that shot through her. Her hands fisted in the bedclothes and her heels dug into the mattress.
    "Touch yourself, Anya. Touch your clit for me. Rub it while I fuck you with my tongue."
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    The flare of arousal that flooded her shocked her in its intensity. She slid one hand down over her tummy to find her clit beneath the nest of curls and pinched it between two fingers.
    "Rub it, Anya. Hard. Do it."
    As she complied Gus thrust his tongue inside her and fluttered it against her slick walls. Then he began the slow, steady, in and out movement that drove her crazy. The faster she moved her fingers the faster he drove his tongue. The climax took root low in her belly, spreading upward and outward, consuming her with a carnal heat. His hands slipped down to cup the cheeks of her ass, rubbing them and gently pinching them. One lean finger slipped into her cunt with his tongue, retreated coated with her juices, and pressed into her anus.
    Anya nearly convulsed at the icy hot sensations that rolled over her. Ohgodohgodohgod.
    "Don't stop," she begged, fearing he would stop in the middle as he'd done before. But this time Gus rode her to the finish, her hand, his tongue, his fingers creating such powerful feelings inside her that she erupted in a totally uncontrolled explosion. She convulsed, hips thrusting at Gus' mouth, her hand rubbing, rubbing, rubbing to draw out the spasms. She bucked and arched, hips coming off the bed, while Gus'
    wicked tongue and fingers played her like a finely tuned instrument. When at last the spasms died away, Gus rose, bent to suck on each hardened nipple, nipping lightly with the edge of his teeth, before flipping her