#287038 - I fumbled for his zip and released his rock hard cock from its prison. It was a warm, balmy evening as I sat alone in the garden, listening to the birds singing cheerfully and watching the beautiful sunset sinking behind the trees to the southwest. Suddenly, we heard a footstep on the stone stairs and we had to quickly make ourselves decent and climb out of the crypt.
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