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I'd wank furiously over pictures of her on the Internet. Then just before I came, I'd hear the door and it would be my wife home with the kids - so I'd stuff the tissue in my pocket and pull my trousers up over my boner. I'd head out to the garage with my stiffy sticking up, tucked under the waistband of my pants - trying to hide it as I helped them in with the groceries as a tiny blob of precum dripped onto my stomach.

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