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Slave Boy: Master Scott removed his belt and lowered his pants, pulling my ass back against his erection hidden in his briefs. I felt his tongue start to push inside of me as his mustache brushed my pucker. He pushed my cheeks apart so his tongue could explore deeper, tasting more of me, constantly wetting my hole as he prepared it for his cock. The master snapped his fingers, and I spun around to face him, his heavy cock hanging in front of my face. I lifted it, taking the bulbous head into my mouth. I slid more into my mouth until my nose rested in the coarse hair at the base of his cock and his blue striped tie covered my eyes. He placed his hand on the back of my head and began fucking my mouth, working his dick further down my throat.
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