Still stuck in his meaty paw, I began to panic what was going to happen now? Where was I going and that’s when I saw his other hand pull his shorts open and then I dropped. Down into smelly darkness of the front of his underwear. I landed in what felt like thick lush grass, but the smell of heavy must reminded that this wasn’t grass! I had landed in Butch’s pubes, which apparently had never met a pair of clippers before. As kept sliding down, I felt myself gripping a large fleshing pole! Oh my God I am touching Butch’s dick!
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