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gentlemanpervert: My thickness strains against the fabric, as if it knows you’re there, sensing you, aching to be set free by your skilled hands, to be explored by your soft lips, and to be devoured by your warm mouth, nudging against the back of your
gentlemanpervert: My thickness strains against the fabric, as if it knows you’re there, sensing you, aching to be set free by your skilled hands, to be explored by your soft lips, and to be devoured by your warm mouth, nudging against the back of your
