"Certainly William," replied Sharon, just like before. She then leaned forward, her tongue flicking out to lap up the drops of precum formed on the head of his cock. Billy moaned at the sight and sensation. Sharon, encouraged by his moan, swirled her tongue all over the tip of his hard penis, tasting him. She had to admit he didn't taste as bad as she had expected, far less offensive than her husband. Billy clutched the arms of his chair and groaned as Sharon's tongue licked down the underside of his long shaft all the way to his testicles, which she lapped at and briefly sucked into her mouth.

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