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The last time I played this, I think I was twelve and the worst truth was admitting a crush, and the worst dare was sneaking a beer from the fridge.’ ‘Well I hope you are ready for a somewhat more intense version this time,’ Kelly warned her. ‘I’m ready. In fact, I will even go first. Ask away!’ Jill added, taking a good swig of her drink. ‘OK, you’re on,’ replied Kelly. ‘Truth or dare?’ ‘I’ll start with a truth.’ ‘Let’s seee…hmm. Oh, I’ve got one. Do you spit or swallow?’ she asked with a smile. An immediate flow or crimson rushed to Jill’s cheeks. ‘You’re not pulling any punches are you? Well, I guess the answer would be, it depends. I’m not crazy about the taste, but then again I have tasted worse things, and the guys really seem to appreciate it when you do, so I guess I swallow, when I can.’ ‘Geez, that’s all over the place Jill,’ chided Kelly. ‘You know what I like to do? I’ll go to town on them, licking and sucking, until they are ready to blow, and then take every drop of. ..oh yeah......UUUUHHHHHHHHHH HHHUUUHHHHH......more..........do it faster'.I edged my middle finger along her thighs and slipped into her lubricated hole. She barely noticed, until I curled it at the knuckle and stroked the wall of her love canal.Touching her G-Spot trebled her vocal output. `Mmmmmnnnnnnnnn..........AAAAAAAAaaaaaggggggggghhhhhh', she repeated over and over as my fingers tickled her insides, while my tongue sucked away on her clitoris. `AAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH', she cried out, as my tongue flicked her clitoris. Her thighs starting tensing, her muscles pulsing as my tongue swept back and forth over the tip of her engorged pleasure button. I felt our fluids, my salvia and her sweet juice, drip down my hand and onto the bed. I upped the speed of my stroking as fast I could, and she jumped. `Ohhhhh my god', she squealed. `That's...........AAAHHHHHHH.......I'm ccccuuuummmmmmmiiiinnnngggg----'`Uuuuuuhhhh', she groaned. Her back arched and her groin stationary as her climax.
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