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“He’s right in between us.” “That’s right where he wants to be,” Dylan chuckled. Scott was red-faced and panting, his eyes glued to his pecker in my hand. “Isn’t that right?” Dylan repeated. “You want your cock to be right in between my cock and his, don’t you?” I was stroking his nice dick this whole time, of course, and smearing his slimy precum all around on his cockhead, and I felt it flex when Dylan said that, so I nodded at Dyl to go beneath the table and finish the guy off, but Dyl shook his head. I nodded at him again, even muttered, “C’mon, bro,” moving my head to indicate the guys raging hardon, but that time Dylan accompanied his head shake with an incredulous expression. “I’m not going under there,” he laughed. “No way,” and I was like, “Come on, dude,” and he laughed even more. “It’s filthy down there,” he protested. “You do it.” I didn’t want to get down there, either, because I knew first hand how disgusting the floors were under the tables at this diner, so I wet.

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