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I would savor every smokey kiss

At the very bottom of the box, something rattled. It was a film canister housing his dad’s one and only porno flick. Vincent ran to the family room closet and pulled out a projector and screen. We waited impatiently as a couple of the guys scrambled to set everything up. With the exception of the girls, who migrated to the next room, the family room was filled with just us horny ‘men’ … champing at the bit for Christmas to begin! The 8mm film began, already sending my dick skyward, with a sexy 30-ish woman...

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