There's Something About Him
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- Parts 6
MatureOngoing2h 22m
Last published Mon, Oct 16, 2023
So, I notice how you look at Saul," he took another step closer
"I notice how you caress and touch him when you think no one is looking" he took another step
"And I notice how your dick gets excited when ever Saul is around you like a horny dog" he took another step closer, now we are one foot apart
" but I can't blame you though, Saul has that effect on almost every guy, he will be having any man questioning his sexuality when they spend time togather" He said chuckling.
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