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Eleni I watch Dante dart into the connected living room to grab a pillow from the couch. “For your knees.” He sets it on the floor. I swallow. Dante watches the movement with hungry eyes. Slowly, I kneel on the pillow instead of the tile floor. His suit pants bulge in front of my face, and I lick my lips. Time for my first blowjob. “What next?” I ask. He smiles and unfastens his pants, then shoves them down with his underwear to pool on the floor. His c**k springs free. I’m pretty sure it’s bigger than last time. He wraps his hand around it and pumps a few times, until liquid beads on the tip. “You can go slow,” he says. “Trust me, it’s just as good slow.” I lick the bead of liquid before I can overthink it. His flavor bursts over my tongue, salty and musky and Dante. I hum. “Good.