#263711 - I went back to the house and got a bottle of corn oil from the shelf next the stove, then walked back to the barn. I realised that if i was to continue rubbing it, i could make him very sore, so I popped the top from the corn-oil bottle and greased up my hands, then pouring some more oil into the palm of my hand, rubbed it all over his throbbing, engorged organ. His eyes started to roll and I felt him start to relax; I had won my first battle with him.
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