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Razz stepped one foot into the tub, and in with the next, hovering over matpat, meat dancing above Matt's stomach. Finally, he sat down on man's torso, splashing into the water. Matt whimpered. "So what...whats the gameplan?." He seemed confused. Razz laughed, heartily. 

 "Oh! You think YOURE Gonna be the one thrusting, aye? Hah! You're thrust game is weaker than a twink in the Sahara heat!" Razz slid back, freeing up mat's legs. He grabbed them under the thigh, and pushed them up, spreading Matt's ass cheeks.  Matthew groaned, and let his head rest on the ledge of the bathtub. Razz sighed, and rested his tip at Matt's entrance. 

 "ON 3. 1. 2. 3." Razz shoved himself in, no lube needed, stretching out Matthew's innards. Im going to jail

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