ragged t-shirt

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kokshur
kokshur
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faded old blue jeans
a ragged t-shirt
how does he look so good
sitting on a worn blanket
in the back yard
shaded by the big elm
I sit next to him
lay my hand
gently
on his foot
his bare foot
he leans in
pulls me closer
kisses me
whispers in my ear
my heart beats faster
as he tells me how hard he is
I'm aroused when he says he wants me
I ache for him
when he tells me he wants me
to suck his cock
right now
right here
on a blanket in the back yard
he tells me he wants me
to suck his cock
and I want it too


kokshur
kokshur
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AnonymousAnonymousabout 10 years ago

I like the honesty. I think you're smarter than him but what consequence is that?