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"I'm going to give you an orgasm," he said, pulling his clothes off and preparing to slip into bed.
"My butt itches," I said, the epitome of sexy.
"You need to take your pajama bottoms off. It'll be easier to scratch your butt."
I pulled them off and hugged my knees to my chest and suddenly he smacked my pussy hard.
"Owwwwww," I whined. "Even with my great cushion of hair that still hurt."
"Yeah, there is a lot of hair there. You need to do something about that...well, you don't really need to do anything about that."
And seconds later he dived beneath the covers and pushed his face between my legs. His tongue pushed against the base of my clit and then flicked upward with force. "Unnnnngggghh," I said.
"Yeah, that's what I wanted," he said, and then did it again. And again. I spread my legs wider as I felt the mini twitches that always precede my orgasm, pushed my cunt against his lips and tongue. When he sensed I was approaching climax he sealed his lips over my clit and sucked, my orgasm pouring forth.
He crawled out from under the covers and pressed his full weight against me, his cock twitching in the crook of my thigh. "I just needed to be close to you."