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...As he sat, his towel rode up and I thought I saw his balls hanging low. I averted my eyes and concentrated on my pizza. He started telling me a story about his escapades as a teenager. Before long, we had drunk every bit of that brandy. A music channel on the television set was playing some Nigerian music and he asked me to teach him how to dance. We danced until his tower fell down and he danced in the nude. I laughed and watched him shake his booty and his genitals. He urged me to remove my own clothes and dance in the nude...
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