Toying With Your Asshole

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You was strung out. Laid on da ben on your stomach after a night a drinking wit the boys. All fun and games till your old ass sits down. I bet your world was just a spinning when I came in to help you undress. First, I pulled off your boots, then shifted your body enough to undo your jeans and pull em down. Your boxers came wit em and I laughed at your mumbled nonsense.

Next, I took off your shirt, your arms flung around like some cranky baby who didn’t wanna take a nap, but once you were naked, I got an idea. Toying with your asshole was always somethin’ I wanted to explore, and you told me no. But you ain’t gonna say no now, are you?

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