#95327 - Either way, as I munched it, I was pressed to the back of the couch, and kissed deeply. I reached down to the coffee table and picked a maraschino cherry out of it. He gritted his teeth, clutching the arm of the couch, a little out of breath now, as I pressed his sensitive member to the roof of my mouth with my strong, counter-stroking tongue.
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