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fingers around the head, and
    then her lips closed around him. Her mouth slid slowly down his
    shaft and she heard the deep growl of satisfaction rumble through him.
    His hand found the back of her head and guided her along his
    velvet steel length. Feeling every groan, every lick and suck she made
    on his cock. His balls tightened in anticipation.
    Paige loved the feel of control. She could make him cum with just
    a few quick moves, but she wanted to prolong his enjoyment. He was
    young, compared to her anyway, and since she was this far into being
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    bad, she was going to enjoy it for as long as she could. Her fingers
    found his taunt sack and massaged gently. Her tongue slid along the
    length of him. When he twitched in her mouth and she laughed in
    pleasure.
    The vibration made him groan, his hand bunched in her hair to hold
    her still while he quickened the pace, pumping in and out of her
    mouth. Suddenly, he pulled back, reached down and lifted her so she
    was standing. He moved fast. In the next instant, he had her in his
    arms, carrying her towards the bedroom.
    She was no lightweight. Having children and eating on the run, she
    had packed on a few more pounds than she wished she had and
    wanted to tell him to put her down. But this felt nice to be held in
    strong arms. He didn't appear to be struggling to carry her, so she
    didn't fight it.
    She wanted to giggle when his shaft poked her in the back with
    each step he took.
    In a few short strides Casey turned sideways and was through the
    bedroom door and next to the bed. Then he released her, dumping her
    on the bed and she squealed, and then laughed at the sound she had
    made. She wondered briefly if the full size bed was going to be big
    enough for the two of them. Scooting towards the middle, he quickly
    followed her, his mouth landing on hers in a deep kiss.
    The button and zipper of her jeans were already undone and he was
    tugging impatiently. The humidity of the midsummer night didn't
    help and she felt a little self-conscious that she was perspiring until
    she realized he was too. Lifting her hips, she helped him shimmy the
    jeans down her hips. Then he stopped when he got to her shoes.
    Looked up at her, his eyebrow cocked, he grinned and started
    unlacing the boots. "Sensible woman, I like that."
    It was all he said, but that made her smile, delighted that he wasn't
    disappointed because she didn't wear sexy heels like Rosa wore. The
    boots were tossed to the side and he finished pulling her jeans from
    her legs, those were pushed mindlessly aside. Moving to stand at the
    foot of the bed, he grabbed her by the knees and he pulled her to him,
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    spreading her legs apart. She tried to close her knees in self-conscious
    modesty, but he wouldn't allow it and held her still.
    The bedside lamp was on dim, so they both could see, but it wasn't
    blaringly bright. He looked down at the pair of black panties that
    matched the bra she had been wearing. His fingers traced the elastic
    along the top.
    Her muscles twitched when he touched her skin.
    His eyes jumped to hers.
    She smiled nervously. "I don't normally do this." She finally got
    out in a hoarse whisper. Her husband was the only man she had been
    with in twenty years.
    "You're beautiful, Paige." His voice was soft, a smile curved his
    lips and the dimples that she had first noticed about him showed in his
    cheeks.
    Paige smiled in return and relaxed slightly. His fingers continued
    running along the material, slowly inching its way to the heat between
    her legs. When the tip of his finger touched the wetness that had
    soaked through her panties, he smiled in satisfaction and brought his
    fingers to his lips, tasting her.
    Paige couldn't say anything. She sucked in her breath, waiting for
    what he was going to do next. She watched him look at her, his eyes
    following the path his fingers had taken.
    His hand gently pressed her legs a little further apart. The fan in
    the window blew hot air into the room,