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Joseph looked down to his dusty boots for a moment, checking while doing so that his cock wasn't straining visibly beneath the snug material of his trousers. He was appreciative that his growing erection seemed less revealing than he'd feared, even though he could feel himself becoming more aroused with each passing second. His skin slipped back from his tip under the tight material as he kicked a stone forward. It had indeed been a surprise that morning in the shower. He'd rarely experienced such a pleasure, his penis unable to stop as his muck slung from his body in powerful bursts while the pleasure of release had engulfed him. Even the observant gaze of Henry, his own prong dripping the last of his muck, hadn't dissuaded his proud nob from firing.
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I swear, I’ve learned more euphemisms from this storyline than I’ve ever heard before! Well done!