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TJ smiled as Tray begged him to stop. He slipped his hand past the hole in Tray's boxers and gently gripped the cock. He massaged it head of the cock, running his thumb over the cock slit. "Why would I stop? It feels good doesn't it?" TJ whispered seductively in Tray's ear, "I know your hand feels amazing on my cock." TJ exhaled slowly into Tray's ear, letting him hear his voice tremble in please. "Go faster Tray." TJ requested.
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