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• Elliott did as he was asked, withdrawing his soapy hands from the water and standing up. His thrusting erection pointed straight up, aiming for the moon as a shimmering web of precum drooled erotically from the tip.
• "Oh dear, my baby looks pretty excited," his mother said as he stood there, his rearing prick throbbing with each powerful beat of his heart. "Let me see you take that care of that, sweetie."
• "What?" Elliott asked, totally flummoxed.