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Finally, Mark thought. Mark thrusted his tongue into Han's mouth, exploring every inch of it, wanting to savour every little piece of his mouth. He tasted so good. He ran his hand up Han's shirt, gently grazing the tips of Han's nipples. He could feel him moaning in his mouth, it was so hot. Mark's dick was dripping pre-cum, making a puddle on top of Han's shirt. He rocked himself back and forth, rubbing his dick against Han's stomach as he continued to kiss Han with an undying passion.
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