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I could hear him sniffling from the stall as the men circled hungrily, jerking their cocks. “K-Karl?” I heard him call out in a trembling voice. The crowd laughed. “I’m here, baby,” I said from across the room, his line of sight obscured by the partition. “You still want this?” There was a long pause, the room silent except for the lewd, slapping sound of cocks being wanked. “Uh-huh,” I heard him mutter. I smiled. "Good boy. You heard him, gents. Remember the rules and give this pussy slut what he needs."

 

 

 

 

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