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Destro’s light blue eyes trailed down to Ashley’s groin, noticing his hard cock and smiling. “It’s nice to see you’re already half way there. Get on all fours on the bed.” Destro ordered again, moving to the edge of the bed and keeping his eyes on his pet as he got the bottle, tipped it over and poured some of the lube along two of his fingers.
Removing his hand off of his own large cock, Destro allowed it to rest against his pale abdomen, watching Ashley with interest and lust.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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