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[/image] Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Craig looked at the clock on his bedside table. 3:27 in the morning. Whothe fuck could be ringing his doorbell at this hour? He climbed out of bedand quickly grabbed a pair of his briefs from the hamper, then wipedhimself down. The undies were absolutely drenched--it was like his ballscould somehow generate more jizz whenever he huffed those awful poppers. He quickly slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of...