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Ronan & Gary Find A Place To Bate! The Milk Shed – Part 7

“Tim owns the farm, or his dad does” he said, taking a seat on the thick log opposite me “we passed the house a ways up the road” he said, slowly stroking his length brazenly, his erection already reaching up from his bare thighs as he leaned back on his free hand. “Probably just Tim coming down here with his missus or one of his other buddies. You’ll meet him later tonight”.

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Book of Bate 4 – Surveillance – Part 4

The robe had slipped open a little more with his rhythmic movement, just enough to reveal the fleshy pink sack of Cline’s scrotum sagging in the heat between his hairy thighs, the skin wrinkled and leading down to large smoother orbs hanging low. The start of his tumescent meat rose up from the creased sack like a pink pipe in his hand.

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