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Dick-Soaked Gratitude: A Delicious Reward
With a smile, I drop to my knees, eager to repay the handsome handyman who's fixed my cabinet. His eyes widen as I wrap my lips around his thick, throbbing cock. My tongue dances, swirling and teasing, as I take him deep into my throat. I savor the feel of him, the salty taste, as I bob my head, relishing the power I hold. His groans of pleasure spur me on, and I can't help but moan around his shaft, vibrating him with my enthusiasm. I can feel him growing harder, the veins pulsing against my tongue, and I know he's close. I pull back, letting his dick slip from my lips, and look up at him, my chin glistening with saliva and precum. 'Come for me,' I whisper, and with a final, desperate thrust, he does, his hot seed spilling onto my waiting tongue.