Mr. Toortie's Pole Dance: A Lewd Expedition

As Mr. Toortie reaches the top, his heart pounds like a primal drum in his chest. Below, the garden sprawls, a lush, untamed wilderness. He looks down, his cock hardening at the sight of a hidden waterfall, its cascade beckoning like a siren's call. With a thrill, he slides down the pole, his body slick with sweat and desire. At the base, he finds a pool of cool water, and with a growl, he plunges in, his body yearning for the sweet relief of the cascade's touch.

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