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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: PLEASURE IN BROOKRIDGE PARK 2

Author: Batroy Ink
last update publish date: 2026-09-08 22:40:05

PLEASURE IN BROOKRIDGE PARK 2

The phone began to ring as Logan slowly slurped on Dylan's dick. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he forced them to focus on the dial pad as he began typing his brother's number.

The warm feel of Logan's tongue against his dick sent shudders down his spine and caused his hands to tremble. The phone nearly skipped from his grip but he forced his fingers to clamp around the device as he kept on typing.

His brother's name popped out and he stared at the c
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