Jeremy Woods & Tyrese

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I thought nothing could be better than my own big, hands jerking the slab of meat dangling between my legs. That entire illusion was shattered when Jeremy Woods couldn't resistant temptation. There I was-jerking and my own meat- and the to my coffee this a stroke party worth attending. Those biceps of his kept flexing while his strong hands the journey the base of my big, to the tip. I got goosebumps the second Jeremy put the tip of his right against mine. Jeremy kept yanking and pulling until I couldn't hold back a batch of homemade ghetto gravy. He a mess of my six pack but his technique was off the chain!

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