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ng. I didn't turn my head away; I didn't even close my
mouth -- but I also didn't say anything and didn't do anything.
That surprised him for moment, but only for a moment. He un-
locked my legs, positioned himself between them, and started to
lick me. That has always driven me wild; he brought me to my
peak, and beyond, and held me there. I was practically delirious
with pleasure by the time he reversed his angle, licking all the
while, but I retained enough presence of mind to stick with my
plan. If he'd had any more doubts, that ended them; he got up,
and slowly walked to the couch.
Matters remained that way for a few minutes. He could have
mounted me, of course, but that wasn't the point and we both knew
it. It also wouldn't have been much fun for him, since I was
firmly resolved to play dead. I wouldn't have closed my legs, or
struggled -- that would have been active rejection -- but I knew
he wanted more than just an inflatable doll. It was his move,
and I wondered what it would be.
In retrospect, it was fairly obvious. He had to express dis-
pleasure, but do so within the game. And he couldn't say any-
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