《The Skywalker Chronicles》Chapter 7 Eros
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I woke to the dream scene of every man. From all the research I’ve done reading hentai manga, I knew not to move or react in any way less I ruin my situation. Peeking at an imperceptive level, I saw Willow furiously stroking me. Her face so close to me that I could feel each of her heavy breaths on me.
Willows face was position directly over my member as if she was going to reward me by bathing my little brother with her tongue and lips. Her blond hair was draped down and I was not able to make out her expression but from the grinding she was doing on my leg I knew she was starting to reach her limit. Virgin that I am I exploded and drenched her in waves and waves of baby juice. Every ounce of the will power I possessed was used to hold myself back from moving or groaning in my ecstasy. My first ejaculation driven by someone else and it was more than I ever imagined it would be. Everyone always says that sex feels amazing but if a hand job is this wonderful then I don’t know if I would survive the actual deed.
Even after my release Willow did not stop. Her speed actually sped up. Her hips moving back and forth grinding her lips on my shin, more sensual then any belly dancer. Her head now lowered, my shaft resting on her cheek as she grabbed my base, milking me. It was too much and I once again fountain over her hair and ear. The stream so strong it arched around to cover her back and butt. Willow’s own release must have come at the same time because she pressed herself hard against my leg and started to convulse wildly. After a few more pumps of her hips she brought her head down all the way to rest on my pelvis. Willow remained unmoving for several minutes but eventually she sat up. I watched her as she licked her hands clean of my seed and used her shift to wipe me clean as gently as she could. She then got off of me and came to stand by my bed and watched me. I shut my eyes to remove any evidence that I had been awake.
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After I heard the door open and close I waited a minute, holding my breath and focusing as much on my hearing as I could before I finally risked opening my eyes to look at my surroundings. Willow was gone and my semen was already starting to dry and crust on me. If this is the start of day 2 of my new life. I never want to go back.
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