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Chapter 8 by fuerant fuerant

You can't keep going like this...

Wandering more only makes your cock even more sensitive... it's too much...

The last of your resistance ebbs away as your hand drifts under your clothes... before you can stop yourself, your hand closes around your shaft - pulling back in a deliciously tight stroke. The ecstasy that immediately blossoms within your core is unbearable! You collapse to your knees, mewling in **** need as your strokes get faster, wilder... your cock feels immense in your grasp and indescribably sensitive, and the slick sweat covering you makes it so easy to keep stroking. You breathe heavier as need surges through you - flooding your lungs with even more pollen, and multiplying the pleasure gripping every muscle of your being.

All too soon your orgasm hits you, and cum erupts from your swollen cock as you roar lustfully. No matter how much jizz you pump out, you can't seem to stop! You milk your cock relentlessly, trapped in a constant high of orgasmic bliss. Your eyes glaze over with delirious need, and your roars of pleasure melt into a constant droning moan. You just keep cumming and cumming in the depths of the hedge, unable to stop yourself as your mind goes blank, completely claimed by the urge to cum...

What's next?

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