Happy Birthday Mr. P
Your face is covered with my juices, and you smile at me.
You rise from the bed, and take me in your arms, and kiss me once again.
It is time: you raise your eyebrows questioningly, and point to your poor cock trapped in its plastic prison.
I feel such a warm love for you and the pleasure you have brought me that it seems like it should be time to unlock you.
And it is your birthday, after all.
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