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What a great couple! I would beg to sit behind them, perhaps even tied up and unable to touch myself, as Jack DIXON impales Steve SOMMERS with that massive slab of tubesteak. The smell of sweat and testosterone would be aromatic as all hell. And then to hear him grunt his babies up into that hairy hole...and let them swim upstream!