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321Love juice dribbled from it down onto his lips.%u201cWhat do I taste of?%u201d She asked him.He licked his lips and his eyes opened wide. %u201cYou taste like the smell of Jasmine but in a heady perfumed oil. Your smell is your taste.%u201dShe shuffled back and snogged him, passionately. After, she whispered into his ear, %u201cI%u2019m going to wank you, oh, so very slowly. I will do it like you did to yourself. Tell me when you are about to come, and I will jerk your foreskin down tight and bring my mouth down so your whole cock slips down my throat. This is what your mind screamed for downstairs.%u201dShe turned herself around and took hold of his cock, shuffling her body back until her open vagina was over his mouth. She moved her hand lightly at first but each time she pulled it down and up again, she gradually tightened it and pulled down a little firmer. She dropped her mouth just over it and held it open as saliva fell in a small stream down onto and over his purple head, lubricating his foreskin as it rolled up over it and rolled down from again.She stopped and said, %u201cI intend to empty my bowels into your mouth and seal it by sitting hard on your face as you come in my gagging, vomiting throat.%u201dShe wanked him again very slowly. She tightened her hand and pulled it down until his foreskin stretched tightly, and she dropped her head so his purple helmet slid through her soft lips to locate her rolling tongue. She pulled her head up and wanked him some more.%u201cOh.. Oh... Oh...I%u2019m about to...%u201dShe dropped her head and his cock slid all the way down her throat to be gripped and squeezed rhythmically by her gagging, heaving muscles. She moved her anus over his open mouth, straining until her bowels opened in an explosion of shit into his mouth and began The Devil Drops By