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in my hand

When I hold it in my hand
 
Becomes bone by itself stand.
 
Pumping blood and building pressure
 
While its head is getting flesher.
 
Purple colour of the vein
 
Running all along the cane.
 
The tube is hot and cannot wait
 
For my hand to masturbate.
 
Balls are filling up so fast
 
To cum inside will be a must.
 
But for now I’ll squeeze them tight
 
Some pre-cum eject I might.
 
How I like to feel this way
 
Hold the cumming with foreplay.
 
While I wish and while I lust
 
My blood will boil and will combust.
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