Garden or follow?
The only logical horny choice
Jacob stripped his clothes and his huge flaccid cock swung low between his legs. Soon the petite blonde started making passes at Jacob, “maybe that rod can help me plow the slit? I could use some help stretching my back by having my knees pressed past my head, maybe you could stretch out a hole for me?”
Finally the Game Master gave Jacob the chance to choose. Try your luck at sex again, or keep gardening?
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