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Jean somewhat liked the thought of Scott regarding her that way. His little kneeling redhead, always willing to go down and take what he had to give her. As sexy as Emma or Betsy, and so much more obedient because she was his wife, after all, not some willful whore or high-maintenance mistress. She obeyed because he was a man and she was his woman. And because it tasted so damn good and there was so damn much of it, once he fisted his hands in her hair and just had to shoot…

She got down on her knees and put her hands on his hips, feeling as she did everywhere on his body the work he took to maintain his perfect musculature. She slowly rolled down his boxers until he could step out of him. His prick sprang out and hit her in the cheek; Jean moaned lustfully at the little sting of pain from how hard it had hit her. She shuddered at the strong smell of his manhood.

Scott put his hands in her satiny hair and pulled on her, just enough to get her to go along with him. Her face pressed against his member. Her lips found no give in its hardness. He tasted salty too. Jean just had to relax and her tongue seemed to leap out, wanting to touch him, to caress him, all of him, all the way down to his balls. Somewhere in all her licking he stopped tasting like salt and just tasted like him.