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" I climbed back down.

"It's okay, sometimes I like being held at a fermata."

"I'll scale it up a little bit, nonetheless." I'd settled back between his legs, and leaned forward to take his penis into my mouth again. I slid my tongue across the slit on his tip to lap at the pre-cum, then bobbed up and down on his length. When I started gently massaging his balls with my fingers, his hips bucked forward. I moaned with his entire length in my mouth, and his cock twitched.

"Oh gods, you have a flautist's fingers." I know he was complimenting the daintiness and nimble skill of my fingers, so I resisted the urge to correct and say that actually, I played bass clarinet in high school.

I used all my tricks, and my entire mouth, to push him over the edge. I felt his fingers in my hair as his penis started twitching in my mouth. I should have asked him how he wanted to finish, but oh well. I grabbed his ass, firmly, but not too firm, I don't know if he's into that or not. His cock spurted into my mouth, and I swallowed each sample as it came (heh, came). I pulled my head back, and licked around the tip to make sure I got everything. Then I looked deep into his eyes; green, by the way, pretty nice; and licked my lips obscenely. "Euphoni-yum."

He was breathing sort of heavy. "That was a more explosive finale than a Sousa march." I wondered if he had a stock list of puns he drew from every time. If this was his thing, he must have an endless list of them.

I squeezed his butt once, quickly, before I drew my hands out from beneath him. "You have a wonderful brass." I stood up. I figured I'd give him a little bit of a show while he recovered.

I turned around slowly, ghosted my fingers down my sides toward my own ass. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulled them down, bending over as I did so. My back was almost parallel to the floor, and dropped them to the ground and straightened up slowly, skimming my fingers up my leg on my left side. I stepped out of it on the left side and kicked it away with my right foot, trying to draw as little attention to my feet as possible. I unhooked my bra behind me, in fingers in his view, then I turned around so he could see me pull it off. "You know, they're totally natural."

His breathing was mostly normal, now. I resolved to change that. "Perfectly on pitch, not the least bit flat." I smirked at him. I knelt down, one knee on the floor and started to pull down my sock, but he stopped me. "Can you leave them on? They look real sharp." Aha. There was another thing.

"Sure thing, maestro." I stood back up and had an idea. "Hey do you have a Sharpie or anything?"

His expression was confused. "Uh, over there in the mug on the desk. Can you..."

"See them. You stay there." I bounded away and his eyes followed me. I'd like to think my boobs jiggled enticingly. "Close your eyes." I grabbed a black marker and went into his bathroom to use a mirror. The doors to both the bathroom and his bedroom were in a nook off at the edge of the living room. I drew an outline around both of my nipples, hella hard, by the way. On my right nipple, I drew a stem coming up with a flag, and then a dot just to the side. On my left side, I drew a stem extending upward with two flags.

"Keep them closed." I came back out to the living room and put the marker back in the mug. I grabbed his hands and pulled him to an upright position. "Allargando," I said, then clarified, "follow me carefully." I led him to his bedroom, taking note that he'd be ready to go whenever, he was already at half mast. "We're in your bedroom, lay down." He positioned himself on top of the blankets on the full size bed, legs extending, back against the headboard.

I posed in front of him, knees on the bed, sitting on my heels on the edge, tits displayed ever so welcomingly.

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