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MY PHOTO / EROTIC CHRONICLES AKA
I've been called worse things than a slut.
I worked with Jason during the time I was in Lancaster, CA, where I bought land and wanted a dog/animal rescue. Nothing overtly erotic transpired between us, except that I massaged his back, and while doing so, I could sense a kind of fire brewing, but it didn't go much further. I rubbed his hole, which I was surprised at his being receptive to, like with Boaz. He got hard while I rubbed him, which stuck out from under his belly. I would rub near there and brush my hand against the head of his cock. It was nice having an understated, low key erotic exchange with someone. His cock leaked.





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