BEG FOR IT
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Jordan wiped a streak of my cum from his chin with his thumb and licked it off slowly, eyes locked on mine. We were both still on our knees on the cold locker room floor, cocks hard again already, breathing heavy in the steamy silence.
“The bet’s not over,” he said, voice rough. “My dare this time. I want you to bend over that bench. Ass up. And I’m going to eat your ass while you describe every single thing you feel.”
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