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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; As You Thrust To Deliver Your Sweetstuff Into Him [XLIX]
Glad to be his boyfriend; glad to be enclosed
in him, you thrust, and your shoulders bear his feet,
resting there by the ankles, sheathed in sheer socks.
Tilt your head a bit: his socks' fragrance becomes
flavor on your tongue.
Starwardist
