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He ran his hands slowly down, then back up the hard shaft. His hand twisted at the top and he let his thumb play over the tip that jutted out from the confines of cotton bindings.
His fingertips wandered along the length, luxuriating in the textures under his touch. Smooth but hard, strong but with a sense of fragility. His large hands cupped and ( Read more... )
His fingertips wandered along the length, luxuriating in the textures under his touch. Smooth but hard, strong but with a sense of fragility. His large hands cupped and ( Read more... )
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