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I'm out photographing flowers one day and that fine specimen known as Mr. Nuttz catches my attention. I finagle my way into his hotel room, and leave him alone with my camera long enough to make sure he finds some of my more interesting photos. His equipment is standing at attention by the time I got my hands on it, but I don't have time to give it more than a torturous test drive. I start by stroking his long shaft, slowly, not giving him what he expects. He begs me to undress and slide my phat ass down over his steely rod, but I know what I want and it's not fucking...not yet. I laugh cru...
I'm out photographing flowers one day and that fine specimen known as Mr. Nuttz catches my attention. I finagle my way into his hotel room, and leave him alone with my camera long enough to make sure he finds some of my more interesting photos. His equipment is standing at attention by the time I got my hands on it, but I don't have time to give it more than a torturous test drive. I start by stroking his long shaft, slowly, not giving him what he expects. He begs me to undress and slide my phat ass down over his steely rod, but I know what I want and it's not fucking...not yet. I laugh cru...
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