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with anticipation. The coarse fibers of the rug scratched at her skin, but she barely felt them. Having seen movies and gifs galore showing girls giving blowjobs, she couldn’t believe she was finally going to join the ranks. She swiftly opened his belt, button, and zipper, and, burrowing in with her embarrassingly eager hand, she found he was swinging free and clear of any underwear. Naughty boy. Her fingers closed around what could only be described as hot, hard, and intimidating, and she glance up when Josh hissed and slammed his forearm on the wall at her back. He rested his head on it as he watched her pull his cock out, his mouth open, his lips wet, chest rising and falling swiftly.
    She dropped her gaze from cataloging his beautiful reaction to her careful touch and drew in a thoroughly impressed breath that ended with a quiet, “Oh God, yes.” His shaft was thick and veiny. It was hard as stone and topped with a puffy head that was shiny and a dark angry red color. Incredible. It wasn’t obscenely long, unless one considered seven or eight inches obscenely long, which she did because anything would be to her. But it was his girth that held her attention, and made her pussy clench reflexively, begging to be used. This thing would tear her apart if he ever agreed to fuck her. Please agree to fuck me , she pleaded silently.
    “It shouldn’t be going down like this. It’s happening in the wrong order.” Josh brought her face up by cupping her jaw. Her eyes stayed on his cock until the very last second. “All wrong. For starters, it should be me at your feet. Always.”
    She pulled out of his hold and shook her head, readying to lose her shit if he tried to stop her now. Rising up on her knees before he could, she excitedly wrapped both hands around him. She balked at the space that remained between her fingers and thumb, then laughed, the sound uneasy. “You’re fucking massive.” Why not be honest? She extended her tongue, unable to wait, and licked around the soft cockhead. Moaning, she dabbed at the bead of moisture at his tip and felt him ripple and jump against her palms. “Mmm, and so delicious.” She’d waited for this for so long, dreamed of it night after night, so giving up on talking, she began sucking her first cock.
    She’d always thought she’d perform the act by remembering how she’d seen other women do it in the different forms of media she’d watched. That wasn’t the case. She simply did Josh with no thought but one: pleasing him. She licked down the thick vein that ran along the front and felt something inside her warm when he settled a gentle hand on her head. Up she came, nibbling and licking and sucking gently, unsure how rambunctious she could get away with being. She felt…gluttonous, and she wanted to show it but, again, wasn’t brave enough.
    When she reached the top, she locked eyes with him and opened as wide as she could to take him as deep as possible. Her pussy screamed in jealousy that her mouth was so privileged.
    Josh’s focus was centered directly on her, his face taut as he murmured under his breath something she couldn’t hear. His eyes rolled slightly, and she increased her suction. She wanted him to enjoy this. To remember it. To crave it from her. She wanted to push him beyond a blowjob. She wanted to have sex with him, to connect with him. Their bodies, yes, but on a deeper level. One he’d never reached with any other woman. But how awful that she was thinking to seduce him into doing something he didn’t want to do.
    Awful or not, she proceeded to tempt him by swirling her tongue around the head of his cock a few times before tightening her lips just below the ridge. He grunted when she pulled up slowly, which squeezed the pliable, spongy helmet until it popped free with a wet sound. She moaned her pleasure to let him know she was having fun with her new toy.
    “Jesus Christ, Tish. Why am I letting you do this to me?”
    “Because I need it,” she