Food fucking

Josh was stuck.
He WAS on his way back home from the heaven hotels,but he had met with a rather unlucky event,a rainstorm.
Every highway he knew was closed,and the radio boomed out loudly "..woah andy,looks like these guy wont be able to get out of this jam for...woah..i cant say it,12 hours!"..
Josh slammed his fist against the radio,switching it off,and also damaging it.
He lay back and began to masturbate,pulling the skin of his abnormally sized 15 inch cock up and down.
The rain pounded against the car windows,they began to rattle.
Cars honked as loud as they coul...

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