My expression asked for an explanation as I took up my beer.
"You want the story or you wantthishardcock?" he asked.
"Can't I haveboth?"
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"No doubt, cock it is,” I saidandrubbedhis impressive member.
He grinned, grabbed my hand, and led me to the bedroom, furnished just as minimally.