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"Go in the bathroom and get those jeans off", he said to me, "you'll be more comfortable that way with just the leathers. you still need to drive home but it's a warm night, you don't want swamp crotch." I went into the bathroom and did as I was told too drunk to really do anything but obey. I came back out sat down on the couch and began watching TV with him. He offered me a beer which I excepted and when I sat down on his couch to watch TV he ambushed me like a tiger. "Let me see that." He said, pointing to my crotch and getting down on his knees next to the couch, "what I asked, as if I were missing something." Before I could do anything he had unzipped my pants and he was holding my still slightly erect cock in his hands. "hang on" he said "i've gotta get out of you what the road put in". Before I could protest he put his other hand over my mouth and told me to relax as he proceeded to jerk me off. As he did a long line of spit came dripping out of his mouth of the head of my.

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