#89799 - Sherry had one hand full of my hard prick, and another hand gently massaging my testicles. We were enjoying the afternoon together when I heard the plaintive whistle of a Bob White Quail, a bird that does not live in the South American jungle. Yes, he would be on the first flight in when he found out she was missing, as most any dad would! I’d been preparing for a forced march across the interior, foraging as we went, and waiting for our reinforcements to catch up with more firepower.
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