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It's 3:00 AM. I sit alone on the last train to the suburbs. Graffiti seemed to be everywhere these days. They couldn't clean it fast enough before more surfaced in its place.  My thick cock was rigid and straining to break free from its restraints. After quickly ensuring there was nobody else on board, I obliged my cock by lowering my trousers to my knees and setting it free. A sigh escaped

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