“Reward me.” “You haven’t done anything to deserve it yet.” When he leans forward, I let him. And there’s that counterargument again that I just can’t dispute. He pushes his face against my aching cock and nips the inside of my thigh. “Don’t I deserve a reward? I’ve been so good.” “Well …” “Let me show my teacher how much I appreciate his help.” “Asher …” “Please, teach?” He mouths at the bulge in my pants. “Please?”
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