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She was determined to keep sucking until his balls were as dry as a pair of bones that had been left out in the hot summertime sunshine to bleach white.

The little girl could feel her come filling with come. She was pleased to find that after the first squirt of come she had no trouble keeping all of Harvey Henderson's silver seed inside her mouth. Sheree found that the quantity of come in each of Harvey Henderson's squirts diminished rapidly after that first humongous blast.

Then it was over.

As it turned out Sheree had no trouble figuring out when Harvey Henderson's come had been completed. Not only did the jism stop spurting from the puffy little hole at the tip of his pole of masculinity, but all of his muscles relaxed at the same time as well.

Harvey Henderson was pleased to find that he could once again completely fill his lungs with air. This was quite a relief to him because he had hardly been able to breathe at all during the course of his orgasm, or during the last part of his sexual arousal's rise toward the saturation point for that matter. Because of this the young man's bloodstream found that its supply of fresh oxygen had been severely depleted.

Roberta Jean Richardson's old boyfriend anxiously went about the task of replenishing that supply.

The extremely handsome yet rather slight young man continued to pant, but now his panting breaths were getting steadily longer and further apart rather than shorter and closer together as had been the case when his libido was still on the rise.

The extremely handsome yet rather slight young man could feel the steamy perspiration that had covered his body starting to cool off. He shivered a little because of this and he could feel the entire surface are of his body becoming covered with a thick layer of gooseflesh.

The well-hung and sexually attractive young stud boy could feel his racing heartbeat starting to slow.

It was slowing toward a normal rate. The masculine owner of the dark and cozy LTD could feel Sheree continuing to suck on his cock even after his come was through. The good-looking and large cocked lover boy could feel Sheree continuing to squeeze at his cock and balls in spite of the fact that his lust had been completely yet temporarily appeased.

The good-looking and large-cocked lover boy, however, noticed that Sheree had loosened her grip with both of her hands considerably out of respect for his sexual satisfaction.

Harvey could feel the ecstasy of his orgasm being replaced by the warmth and contentment of his afterglow.

Sheree left her mouth on the head of his dick. She never wanted to take his purple glands out of her gaping mouth.

It felt at home in there.

Sheree Messmer could feel his pecker losing some of its urgent rigidity the second his come was through.

Sheree could feel his cock head shrinking also. This offered her jaw a chance to relax for the first time in what seemed like – to her, anyway – like ages.

When Sheree finally did remove her mouth from the head of Harvey Henderson's dick, she did not pull it off very far.

The diminutive and passionate young woman stopped pulling upward with her head and shoulders when her upper lip was still only a fraction of an inch – a millimeter or two – away from the still swollen lips on either side of Harvey Henderson's piss hole.

The dark-haired and dark-complexioned woman crossed her dark brown eyes and looked down past her nose at the tip of Harvey Henderson's pecker flesh.

The girl could see that Harvey's piss hole and her upper lip were being bridged by a string of come.

The brown-eyed and libidinous little female pulled upward with her preciously cute face about three more inches.

The string of come stretched.

Drooped.

Broke.

Half of the string of come fell onto the sloping side of Harvey Henderson's steadily diminishing cock head. Half of the string of silver seed ended up on Sheree Messmer's right front upper tooth. The super-horny and petite twenty year old woman could feel Harvey Henderson's cock starting to soften against her palm. She could tell that Harvey's cock had lost its ability to defy the law of gravity. She could tell that Harvey Henderson's cock was going to tumble and curl down onto the inside of his thigh the very instant she released her grip on it.

Sheree pumped at the shaft of Harvey Henderson's softening cock three times to make sure there was no jism trapped uncomfortably inside.

Sure enough, several droplets of post-orgasmic dew oozed from between the swollen lips on either side of his urethra.

Sheree Messmer saw to it that those watery droplets were not allowed to stay there for very long!

Sheree thought that the little droplets of fluid at the tip of Harvey Henderson's cock looked like pearl drops.

She flicked outward with the tip of her tongue, looking for all the world as if she were doing an imitation of a bullfrog capturing a horsefly in midair.

Sheree Messmer laved away the droplets of post climactic goo from the tip of Harvey's dick with a single swipe of her pointy and slightly curled tongue tip.

The diminutive and passionate young woman could see that there was a thin film of come covering the entire head of Harvey Henderson's tool. She used the flat part of her tongue to lick him clean.

The dark-haired and dark-complexioned woman did not stop licking until all of the come had been laved away, until his cock head was as clean as a whistle – until the only thing making Harvey Henderson's purple cock head wet and shiny was the sweet and slippery spittle that came from Sheree's tingling mouth.

The brown-eyed and libidinous little female then released her grip on the shaft of Harvey's cock and on his balls at the same time.

The super-horny and petite twenty year old woman could see, just as she had expected, Harvey Henderson's cock curl and collapse, slump and slouch, onto the inside of Harvey Henderson's thigh.

"Wow," Harvey said, closing his eyes and leaning back so that the back of his head was pressed against the back of the seat.

Sheree smacked her lips a couple of times, making sexy little sounds with her puffy, little girl lips.

"Whew!" Harvey Henderson said. He shook his handsome head from side to side slowly, then shivering as a post-orgasmic spasm rippled up and down the entire length of his spine.

"Was that okay, Harvey?" Sheree Messmer inquired sweetly.

"It was more than just okay," Harvey Henderson said.

"What was it?" the diminutive brunette queried in a voice no louder than a whisper. Sheree sensed a compliment coming.

"It was fantastic!" Harvey Henderson said, his eyes opening wide.

"Come on, you are pulling my leg," Sheree exclaimed.

"Not at all. I've never felt anything like it," he said.

"I guess that's what happens when you get a lot of practice."

"I don't want to hear about your past. I never want to hear about your past," Harvey Henderson said.

"Okay."

"I want to pretend that this was your first blow job."

"Does it go both ways? Are we going to pretend that you have no past too?" Sheree Messmer inquired quickly.

"Definitely! I have nothing in my past that I care to think about – that I care to talk about," he said.

"I have a feeling that this is going to be tough," she said.

"Why?"

"I think your past is going to come back to haunt you."

"I know what you mean!" Harvey Henderson said with a sigh.

"It's scary."

"Let's not talk about it," Harvey Henderson said. "I can stop talking about it, Harvey, but I can't stop thinking about it. I'm scared. Of her!" she said.

Then Harvey Henderson looked down at Sheree Messmer's face, which was lit more brightly than ever in the illumination provided through the rear window of the LTD by the full moon.