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Tom Irwin ([personal profile] extendedmetaphor) wrote 2012-11-09 06:33 pm (UTC)

The breath of breeze across the damp skin of his cock was so distracting that, for a moment, he couldn't even speak. He swallowed hard, fingers flexing, head turned towards the sound of Guy's voice.

"God. Please. Can I come?"

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