The robe had slipped open a little more with his rhythmic movement, just enough to reveal the fleshy pink sack of Cline's scrotum sagging in the heat between his hairy thighs, the skin wrinkled and leading down to large smoother orbs hanging low. The start of his tumescent meat rose up from the creased sack like a pink pipe in his hand.
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