Not that it could help, but it was possible. I drew his balls, gently, into my mouth, so that I held all of him inside my mouth. He looked up slowly. If Zerbrowski hadn't caught me, I'd have fallen.
Yet my thoughts were not free to dwell on semantics. If she had not told him it actually existed, hemight have settled for something less, never knowing for certain that there was more. It had even helped him find the ship. The curve of his hip was the most perfect few inches of skin that I'd ever seen.
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