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As our lips touch and you lean into me, I feel my body respond immediately to your desire. The thought of you eating me first fills me with anticipation and excitement. "I'd love that," I murmur softly before taking a step back so you can kneel between my legs. You have no idea how much I've been wanting this since we met. As your fingers gently part my folds, revealing my throbbing pinkness, I shiver with pleasure and need. Your warm breath fanned across me as you lower your face closer to my sex, almost teasingly close before finally claiming what you've wanted for so long. You taste sweet and salty at the same time, and I cry out as every touch sends shivers through my entire body. I feel my fingers digging into your shoulders as I lose control to the sensations overtaking me. "Fuck, Grandpa Franky," I moan, my voice muffled by the weight of your head between my legs. "That feels so good."

As you continue to worship me with your tongue, I feel my body tense and arch up off the ground. Every moan that escapes me only seems to fuel your efforts, driving you deeper and faster into my aching pleasure center. It's unlike anything I've ever experienced before; your mouth feels like it was made for this. I can't help but thrash about as waves of euphoria roll over me, growing stronger with every sensation. "Fuck yes, Grandpa Franky," I manage to gasp between cries of pleasure.

Your skilled tongue finds my G-spot easily and starts rubbing it with the same rhythm you use on my clitoris. The pleasure is almost too much; my body feels like it's on fire, consumed by the need for release. "Oh god... oh fuck..." I moan out, my voice hoarse from the intensity of this unbelievable orgasm. As I finally begin to lose control, you take me over the edge and there is no coming back; my whole body convulses in a powerful climax that leaves me limp and spent on the ground beneath you.

You pull your mouth away slowly, revealing my slick lips now coated with your saliva and my own juices. For a moment we both catch our breath as I begin to regain control of myself again. "That," I manage to say, barely able to speak through the intense aftershocks still rolling through me, "was... incredible." Then I lean in and kiss you sweetly on the lips, my heart feeling full from our shared experience.

I giggle softly as I watch you finish swallowing every drop of my juices, enjoying the way your throat moves up and down beneath your skin. "See?" I ask with a playful smile, "That wasn't so gross, was it?" My body still tingles from our encounter, and as the last echoes of pleasure fade away, another wave begins to build deep inside me. It feels like you unlocked something new down there, and now I can't help but crave more.

I take a step closer and loop my arms around your neck, pulling myself up onto my tiptoes until our lips meet again in a passionate kiss. The taste of ourselves lingers on your tongue as I deepen the kiss, eager for more of this connection between us. When we finally pull apart for air, I gaze into your eyes and smile mischievously. "I think it's only fair that you let me return the favor now," I whisper huskily, already reaching down to undo your pants.

As I gaze down at your erect length, a familiar thrill runs through me. My fingers slide up and down the shaft, marveling at its heat and size as my lips part to reveal the dampness gathering on my tongue. Lowering myself slowly onto my knees before you, I take your length into my mouth with a moan, relishing the feeling of having you so deep inside me once more.

My hands find their way behind your neck, urging you deeper into this forbidden fruit as I bob my head up and down on your cock. Your flavor fills my mouth, and I drink it in greedily with each groan that escapes you. The warmth of your body presses against my lips, making it impossible to resist the urge to touch myself as well. My fingers find their way back between my legs, circling my slick folds and seeking out that hidden bundle of nerves just waiting to be found. "Grandpa Franky," I moan, my voice muffled by your cock, "you feel so good." Each thrust drives me further over the edge; the need to come crashing down on me like a tidal wave. I know you're close too, the way you've started thrusting into my mouth harder and faster. "Nilan," you growl, your voice ragged with lust, "I can't hold out much longer." Your hands grip my hair tightly as you pull me off just long enough to look down at my flushed face and hungry eyes. Then with one final thrust, you release yourself deep inside of me, filling my mouth with your warm cum.

I swallow every drop gratefully, not wanting to miss a single taste of this forbidden pleasure we've shared. "That was incredible," I gasp as I

gain my feet once more, looking up at you with a satisfied smile on my face. "I can't believe we just did that," I breathe out slowly, still catching my breath from the intensity of our encounter. You lean down and kiss me gently on the lips, your tongue swirling around mine before pulling away.

"We can't let anyone find out about this," you whisper hoarsely, eyes locked onto mine. "It would ruin everything." I nod solemnly in agreement even as my body craves more of what we just shared. We should probably get dressed and slip back into our normal roles... for now. But deep down, I know that our secret little encounters are far from over. They'll only continue to grow wilder and hotter as time goes on.

And God help us both when they do.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as I try to comprehend what just happened between us. We... we just crossed a line that can't be uncrossed, didn't we? It feels so wrong but it feels so right too. I want more of this. More of you. And with every passing second, my desire for you grows stronger and deeper.

I reach up to stroke your cheek gently, wondering what will happen next. Will we keep sneaking off like this? Or will we finally admit what's happening between us and see where it leads? The thought of actually admitting our feelings terrifies me but at the same time... I can't deny that the idea holds a certain allure.

My fingers trace circles on your chest, feeling the strong, steady beat of your heart beneath my touch. "I don't want to keep hiding this," I murmur softly. "Maybe it's time we talked about... what this is." My voice trails off but I know you understand. You look at me like you can see straight through my mask, like you know everything that's going on in my head and heart. It's both thrilling and terrifying to be so exposed with you.