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With Ed, she always hated blow~jobs. Even in the early days of her marriage, before the abuse started. It was about him, him fucking her mouth, making her gag and choke. She on her knees. His odour of unwashed body and old sweat all around her. The taste of his cum, like dead fish. Long time dead fish.

When she sees Daryls dick, her mouth waters.

She licks her lips in anticipation.

He's strong, thick, a purple head, leaking with pre~cum, proud and beautiful.

She can't wait to taste him.

To run her tongue along the prominent veins on its underside.

To lick him. To suck him. To swallow him.