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The start pretty much bent me over. A chill ran down my spine when I looked down to find his face on my crotch. The son of a bitch was licking my tip through the cotton fabric of my briefs! While I tried to decide whether it was gross or enticing, my cock stirred like an old cat, suggesting that exciting was more accurate.

He licked my shaft from base to head, his tongue pushing the tip of my cock to the side.

“Who?” I heard him ask, going back to his rubbing.

I gasped when his thumb brushed the back of my tip and shook my head with a stubborn frown.

“Okay.”

His tongue swirling around the head of my cock over the underwear made me shiver from head to toes. I shut my eyes. His hands circled my hips to grab my buttocks, both to grope them and to keep me in place, as my cock hardened against the wet fabric between it and his tongue. No wonder a minute later I was gasping and panting under my breath, on the way to a pretty decent boner, all things considered.

And just like that he stopped