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Ashford held on for about as long as he could manage. Hour after agonising hour of reaching the brink and clinging on for dear life just enough to start chasing the edge again. His body was on fire, every touch was an assault on his senses. His nipples were almost statically charged; each tug sent a pulsing shock to the tip of his desperate member. His balls were inflated and primed for the coming surge.

Needless to say it resulted in one of the biggest loads he'd ever shot.

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