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I knew right away that when I saw Andy riding his bike through the park, I would be sucking his cock later that day. He rode past me, our eye's met, and that was all it took. The next thing I know, I'm on my knees in his living room with his meat in my mouth. It was big and beautiful. Perfect for my mouth, but I wasn't sure if I could take it in my ass. I was willing to try for sure. Then it was his turn to swallow my dick, and swallow Andy did. I knew he wanted more, so I bent over the couch and prepared to be fucked and used. He did both until I shot my load with his hot and sticky seed not far behind.
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