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... band of his shorts.
With one smooth motion, he bent forward, peeling them down to his ankles.
As the fabric slipped off, the outline of his black boxer brief came into view—taut, soaked, and clinging to every inch of him.
"Damn," Charles purred, eyes darkening with heat. A teasing smirk tugged at his lips. "I didn’t think you were wearing anything underneath."
Augustine let out a low scoff, his eyes locked on Charles. "You sure you’re ready?" he asked, voice dippi ...
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