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My worms are on the larger size and are a little hard for the fish to swallow. His cock was warm, and its skin was soft. I could smell the scent of musk as I drew more and more of his tool into my mouth until his head hit the back of my throat. I looked at him and answered, “Depends on what you’re fishing for. I smiled and said as I rubbed my own hard on, “I’d like to fish with you sometime. One you can get a good grip around. I went back to work as the second man reached around me and unbuttoned, then unzipped my pants and pulled them and my boxers down to my knees. He opened the door and jumped into the truck pushing my legs over onto the floor. I gathered the few things I needed and then decided to head over to the sports section and check out what kind of new fishing gear they might have.