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As
it pushed between her lips, Beth's tongue bathed each bit of soft
skin. Yet as much as she wanted to feel this penis slide into her
throat, she was not in a good position to attempt it. Instead she
set her tongue to work on the blood-engorged glans. Her fluids were
there in small amounts, but mostly she tasted a new male essence.
Some sperm was present, but now a flood of fresh, clear, seminal
fluid poured from the excited male organ. As she sucked on her dream
penis, Beth grew aware that all three males she'd now blown each
tasted a bit different. Similar, yet different; but all of them
were certainly welcome in her mouth!
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