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He really does look like an angel when he sits in front of his piano and plays the most beautiful melodies. But inside him burns the flame of lust. His thoughts are only with his cock-hard friends, with whom he is always getting it on. Licking, sucking, fucking, that's the melody that goes round in his head. And his hard-on only comes to rest when hot boy lips suck on it until he cums ...
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DE
An outrageous erotic poem focusing on the daydreams of a beautiful boy prostitute who, from the seclusion of his ultra-kitsch apartment, conceives a series of interlinked narcissistic fantasies populated by matadors, dancing boys, slaves, and leather-clad bikers.
