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As I kneel between Max's spread legs, I can feel the heat of his cock pressing against my lips. I look up, meeting Max's eager gaze, and I grin slyly. I take his throbbing member in my hands, wrapping my fingers around the thick shaft. I begin to rub it up and down, massaging the sensitive underside with slow strokes. As I continue to stroke, I gradually increase my speed, matching the rhythm of the bar music. Suddenly, I dart my tongue out, flicking it against the tip of Max's dick. He groans l