SPH Experiences: Wipeout
By surfer_cal524. [google-translator] The sun beat down on the crowded beach, waves crashing rhythmically against the shore as surfers dotted the water like seals in a feeding frenzy. I paddled out on my board, the salty spray stinging my eyes, my loose board shorts clinging to my thighs. Underneath, my pathetic little dick—barely an inch when soft, smooth, and hairless—swayed freely with the ocean’s roll, but out here, it stayed hidden in the folds of fabric. The set
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