His sweat, his stench. The cold. All triggers. Euphoria. Bliss. Overwhelming. I remember my instructions, just. I stop. I reach into a pocket and pull...out a piece of paper, handing it to him. I explain, it’s garbled, he laughs with little sound and less humour. But he does it anyway. His phone out, recording. I am lost. I am lost in a sea of sweat and euphoria, stench and bliss. Sleaze and cold. More words, more triggers, more pulses, more flashes. The intensity overwhelms me and for the first. But I couldn't even imagine myself standing up, much less removing my already minimal clothing. Either way my eight inch rod would be more than obvious. I was trying to summon the words to put them off once more when Deborah and Jenny suddenly moved to either side of me and grabbed my arms. Before I was really aware of what was happening they pulled me away from my desk and out of my chair. Susan moved forward and deftly pulled free the end of my sarong, unwrapping it and letting my manhood. More

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