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We Don't Talk Anymore (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He should do something nice for Clyde. Something to show his support for Clyde's football dream but also to get him really riled up and have him plow Jack's field.
 
He looked around and made a noise. He got an idea. He made a noise and saved up some cash before going out and buying an outfit and texting Clyde.
 
He could almost hear Clyde laugh from halfway across town, he always found little flirty things like that funny. "Most likely, sugar, it's you~"
 
It was a bit before his phone buzzed a few times for incoming picture messages. Upon opening, he could see that it was Jack, and he was wearing a cheerleader outfit. Slightly smaller than his size, and he took a few shots showing off his ass in the very revealing mini skirt.
 
It took Clyde a good long while to respond. But when he did, oh man was it the ultimate reward. It was a picture of his cock, standing tall and hard in his hand.
"GGod damn sugar."
 
Jack shuddered hard and bit his lip. his response was sending another picture, him spreading one asscheeks to show the jewel plug stuffed inside him.
 
Jack shuddered at the thought and moved to get undressed and sent him a few more saucy pictures, even sending him some of him removing the plug and stuffing himself with a toy almost the size of Clyde.
 
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