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Sliding off of my perch, I crawled forward, then I ran my tongue down his chest and stomach, right to the tip of his dripping cock. While lapping hungrily at his silky juice, I reached over and took my half-eaten vanilla yogurt, pouring it on top, massaging the sweet mixture with my hands all over his cock and balls. Stephen moaned while I began to lick the yogurt from his balls, swallowing the head of his cock, making sure not to waist any. . . His strong hands grabbed my slim waist and pushed me down, hungry for my submission. Taking the yogurt from my hand, he spread my legs wide, and slid a finger inside my hot creamy hole to prepare it for a cum feast. After slowly pulling his fingers out of me, he pushed them deep into the cup and scooped out two big fingers full of cool yogurt, running the sweet cream over my aching mound and into my waiting slit, pushing his fingers deep inside me to deposit the leftovers as a finishing touch. Stephen moaned again as he slid his tongue down my slit for a quick taste, and then popped his tongue in deep, digging out the mixture of my cum and vanilla cream.
