Shaun closes his boxers so fast that you lose your balance and fall face first into the fabric which is still warm from being up against his dick.
You hear him pull up the zipper of his jeans and find yourself so tightly closed in that when you open your mouth to breathe the disgusting cumstained fabric of his boxers touches your tongue and you can taste all the flavours of his manhood, on the underwear that hasn't been changed in forever.
As he continues to walk around in the hot sun you feel sweat dripping off the huge cock behind you. You're dehydrated and who knows when Shaun will let you out.
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