Sam's eyes twinkled and he pulled his dress up a bit, tucking his head down to hold it up. "Good choice," he said as he pulled his panties open. Instead of simply dropping Alan, he lowered him gently, wedging him between his limp cock and balls. "Nice and safe now. And warm." Then Sam's hand retreated and Alan was slammed back into the large balls behind him. His face was forced right up against Sam's cock, thankfully Sam was conscious enough to keep himself nice and clean. Sam's panties were quite tight and kept his manhood well restrained, Alan would have little to no chance to get out.
A door creaked open. Was Sam leaving or was someone else coming in?
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