EXHIBIT A:
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The first piece of the puzzle is put into place when Trey got that old familiar twinkle in his eye and opened his pole pocket. As the saliva and man-juices began to flow, a tremor was felt across the realm of things about to break a boundary.
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EXHIBIT C:
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As the formalities and foreplay come to an end, a wave of clarity begins to wash over Trey's thoughts.... there is a large mansicle tenderly touching areas of his throat previously unexplored. He likes it, but is somewhat fearful of his own capabilities. Can he handle it? Or will he gag?
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See the amazing conclusion . . .
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EXHIBIT B:
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Unsuspecting and lost in his own wanton man-lust, Dillion was destined to ultimately choke on a monstrous gob of sticky white testicle cream. What he didn't know was that rather than swishing it about and playing with it on his tongue, it would instead be injected directly into his stomach.
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EXHIBIT D:
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And now the wretching begins. It is a classic battle between Meaty Lovetool vs. Man-bitch. Fingers in the ass, cock in the mouth, hands around the throat.... until finally, enough of the games, just grab him by the head and ram the big giant hard cock in as far as it will fucking go. And the result is.....
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