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Yes, I will let Mark have this clip, among others. In the weeks when I can’t have him, I want to know that he’s looking at me, lusting after me, wanking his steely rod.
A trickle works its way out of me, and I know it’s going all over Mark’s lips. Even now I blush at the thought of Mark watching and wanking when I’m not there.
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