You begin to clamber up the soft material and drop into the boxers. You immediatly pick up on a musky scent. It's not foul, but it says that George at least makes sure to clean himself. You begin to stumble through the fabric towards his leg, when you hear a toilet flush. You look up to see George pulling up his boxers and pants. Everything darkenss as you crash into what you assume is his dick. You flail wildly as you try to push it off of you. All of a sudden, your prison is filled with white light and a huge hand enters and carefully grips you. You shut your eyes at the sudden light but slowly open them and you are greeted by the sight of George's massive face. He is obviously schocked and you can tell by the look plastered on his face.
He stammers, "Matt, is that you?" You look up scared and reply,
"Yeah..." You look into his eye, fearfull of what he is thinking. His schocked expression dissapears and is replaced with a smile. His white teeth shine and you can almost see your reflection in them.
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