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Evelyn I pulled down his trousers before he helped me in sliding them all the way down before I moved my hands to his boxers. He was too perfect; I could already see it without having to actually see it. But suddenly, a wave of insecurities crashed over me. Doubt and worry crept into my mind, threatening to overshadow the excitement. I had absolutely no experience in oral whatsoever. The furthest I had gone with any guy was just a lip kiss and a few minutes of make-out—that was the extent of my limited knowledge. The questions bombarded my thoughts, like a relentless barrage. What if I'm utterly terrible at it? What if he's left disappointed? What if I fail to please him? I was surely not as experienced as the other women who had graced his presence. Such a man like