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Clint kissed me, slow and steady, pulling back before things turned too hot, before our bodies began to burn down everything around us. “I’m enjoying this,” he explained. “I’ve never been more grateful for soft cocks in my life,” I said around a lopsided grin that he matched with a snort of laughter.
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