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Behind the closed door I was sitting in the corridor like a horny fool, waiting for the guy who was gonna fuck me. It was a strange dream as I was aware of what was gonna happen n details. I could close my eyes and see him coming up to me, putting his hand on my shoulder, and then undressing me: I cold see myself sucking his dick and savoring each bit of his hard flesh throbbing in my mouth. Suddenly the door opened. He appeared: I gasped in the sweet foretaste. |
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