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      <title>Sex Toy</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m strapped down on an oddly shaped table. My feet hang over the end of the table so that I&amp;rsquo;m kneeling. Then I&amp;rsquo;m bent at the waist, so that my back is parallel with the floor. The center of my chest, between my nipples, is resting on a padded bar that is fixed to the table, and I&amp;rsquo;m strapped, above my crotch and again below my nipples, to this bar. My cock and balls hang freely&amp;ndash;for the moment&amp;ndash;behind that end of the bar. My nipples straddle the bar, and my head and neck extend beyond the front end of this padded bar.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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