[She smiles against him and nibbles her way down his body, making sure her body never breaks contact with his. She kisses the skin right above his pants before undoing them. She pulls them down, just enough to free his cock and take it in hand.
A part of her is nervous. She knows what she wants to do, has the basic idea of how it works. It's a stupid, stupid thing to be scared of...but the instinctive discomfort is still hard to overcome. Her mouth hovers over his head, her breath warm and moist against him. She licks her lips, her tongue almost brushing against him. A breath for courage, and she takes him in her mouth.
Everything has a learning curve. She knows enough to keep her teeth safely away, but she doesn't know when to stop. She almost chokes on him and pulls back. People find this fun?]
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A part of her is nervous. She knows what she wants to do, has the basic idea of how it works. It's a stupid, stupid thing to be scared of...but the instinctive discomfort is still hard to overcome. Her mouth hovers over his head, her breath warm and moist against him. She licks her lips, her tongue almost brushing against him. A breath for courage, and she takes him in her mouth.
Everything has a learning curve. She knows enough to keep her teeth safely away, but she doesn't know when to stop. She almost chokes on him and pulls back. People find this fun?]