Chapter 32 STORY 9 - THE FOOTBALL TEAM’S PLAYTHING (II)

My hands shake so badly I can barely grip my hoodie.

I pull it over my head and drop it on the floor. No bra underneath – my tits are small enough that I don’t always bother – and six pairs of eyes lock onto my chest like I’m the most interesting thing they’ve ever seen.

“Keep going,” Jaylen says. ...

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