KINKTOBER | DAY 21
[coming in pants]

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He had climaxed right there at the table, just minutes before the meeting ended, while Jenny was reading out the patrol schedule. His wet underwear clung uncomfortably to his skin, though his uniform trousers remained fastened. He sat there, teeth gritted, feeling the fabric stick to his body with every movement — much like a schoolboy who’d jerked off during class.

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