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At that moment my man’s sexual pleasure was my sexual; pleasure. Max’s lips were slightly curled and pillowy, making them feel wetter, creating ideal suction for my man. I had watched other men give my man a head job, always exciting for me, though never a man as old as Max. Max was an attractive man a suave, confident sixty-year old man, a sexual rake with silver hair. I could hear the two men making stilted small talk before I made my entrance. His tongue and stud, his finger inside me were doing things my cunt had never had before. Foremost was my sexual pleasure, cunnilingus from Max. Max was sitting opposite me and with my girlfriend on one side of him and Roger on the other.
