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" &amp;quot;So, where are you sore?&amp;quot; I asked D., trying to subtly initiate the role play. &amp;quot;My lower back,&amp;quot; he replied. Pause. &amp;quot;And my lower front.&amp;quot; Well, alright. I told him to hit the showers and meet me in the bedroom. Dude, if I was going to get all up in his business, I wanted that business to be clean. He returned to the bedroom a few minutes later wearing nothing but a towel. But instead of dropping the towel and lying down, D. pushed me onto the bed. Either he was misremembering the challenge or he was deviating from the script. Either way, I decided to let him go with it for a minute. I was wearing little shorts and a tank and he took off the latter, then proceeded to lift my legs and press them toward my chest. The stretching went on for a little while, with him grabbing a boob or a butt cheek whenever his hand was in the vicinity. Wait, I thought I was supposed to be the trainer? I decided I didn&amp;#039;t want to relinquish this challenge quite so easily. So I took back control over D., I mean, my client, and told him to drop the towel and lie face-up on the bed. I put one of his legs on my shoulder and immediately a hand shot down to cover his crotch. Hmmm. &amp;quot;D.,&amp;quot; I started. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re going to have to let me stretch you out.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Well, stop trying to look behind my balls!&amp;quot; he exclaimed. &amp;quot;I wasn&amp;#039;t!&amp;quot; I was. Ladies, I am rarely back in that area\u2014D. is very strict about me using the front only. I can&amp;#039;t even get a glimpse of his back door. For those of you not fluent in metaphors, allow me to translate: There&amp;#039;s no gettin&amp;#039; near D.&amp;#039;s bunghole. Dude, I get it. I don&amp;#039;t particularly want anyone near mine either. But a Cosmo challenge is a Cosmo challenge so I persevered. I made a big show of maintaining eye contact while stretching his legs and we carried on. I totally stole a glimpse of crotch city when he was in butterfly position and let me tell you: there&amp;#039;s a lot going on back there! Crevices and creases and whatnot. I kept trying to get him in positions where I could catch a visual, but D. was quick to cover up his bits whenever he realized things were getting revealing.  Well, Operation Get a Look at D.&amp;#039;s Grundle was not going very well, so I decided to have him spread his legs, then told him to stretch his arms above his head and hold on to the end of the bed. And when he did, I leaned down and took him in my mouth. Because he was still soft, I was able to take all of him inside me. I sort of &amp;quot;rolled&amp;quot; him around in my mouth, obviously being sure to avoid the teeth. With the other hand. I massaged his boys and waited as he got hard. In keeping with my role-playing challenge, I decided to give him a totally different kind of oral. Because that&amp;#039;s what role playing is all about, right? The excitement of something different.  So as soon as D. was hard, I took him out of my mouth and started licking up and down the side of his penis. I gave some loving to his balls then I went back to his shaft. And I turned my head sideways, as if D.&amp;#039;s junk were a flute and I were a flutist, opened my mouth and ran him up and down my lips and just inside my mouth. What got the most reaction was when I ran my mouth up and down the underside. So I did that for a while until he was significantly rile up; then I returned to a &amp;quot;regular&amp;quot; beej, taking him in my mouth and using my right hand to do the rest of the work. D. got to the finish line pretty quickly from there. &amp;quot;This session is finished. Nice work,&amp;quot; I told him with a sly smile.  &amp;quot;Thanks. That was quite a workout,&amp;quot; he said back. But then D. tried to start making the moves on me again. This time, in keeping with the original challenge, I pushed him away. &amp;quot;Sorry, I don&amp;#039;t go there with clients.&amp;quot; D. laughed. &amp;quot;How could I convince you to break that rule?&amp;quot; he asked with a mischievous look in his eyes. &amp;quot;It would take a lot.&amp;quot; Wow, I thought. Role play makes playing hard-to-get very easy. &amp;quot;Name it and I&amp;#039;ll do it,&amp;quot; he responded. So now I&amp;#039;m thinking about the one thing I&amp;#039;d request sexually if I could have anything in the world. Hmm, this is tricky. How would you answer? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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