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... thin a minute or so before Kaley’s fingers brushed on the tip of my penis. We definitely knew what happened—as Kaley gave it a light squeeze—but to my surprise, she had this small vial of melted butter to which she generously drizzled the contents of this plastic bucket.

And of course, Quinn decided to get her hands dirty by shuffling the popcorn inside so the butter would have even distribution—but once she got a firm grasp of my shaft, her hand motion started to move like she was churn ...

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