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The line cut deeper into my flesh....
The agonising sweet itch in my crotch grew more intense with each reverbration of the ghastly music notes. although my consciounce was nagging at the depths of my subconsciounce I could not suppress the reaction of my manhood. "It seems to be more than even a female batallion can handle!" She was hysterical with lust as she downed another vodka.... My eyes could not strain from her clean shaven pussy- a delicate pearl waiting for the release that only manhood could offer her. The frenzy of the night seemed to take hold of me- and the battalion of gourgeous women assembled in stages of undress around me." This throbbing member is just too good to ignore" She mounted me- but not after biting both my nipples to isanity. I could feel the sticky blood running down my abdomen and forming a puddle of goo in my pubic hair. "This will not do" she exclaimed promptly and dismounted. "I need a light!" she anounced to the audience. From somewhere gasoline and matches were produced. A deep guttural moan emmitted from the crowd as she poured the cold tank diesoline over my exposed self....
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