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There we go.

It's nothing new.

Ah, ah, ah, ah! Up here!

Hmph.

He's forgotten the rules.

Yeah, he's a little rusty.

He is.

So, we heard a rumor.

Now, of course, we don't like to feed into gossip.

No, it just exists.

But, so we heard that you gave up the *****.

Is that true?

And the party ride.

Nah.

Yeah, no more strip clubs.

No.

Come on, no more of this.

No more porn, really?

No more of that.

No more.

I don't believe that.

Nah.

No, of course not.

I heard you're Mr. Sunday.

You know what that means.

Little church boy.

You're...

Nah.

That's bullshit, though.

That's why they call it rumors.

Right?

Right?

Is it true?

No.

You went soft on us?

Well, I mean, you always go soft, but...

That I was gonna say, Nikki. Come on.

You literally went soft on us.

I don't believe it.

Alright, so I'll tell you what.

I bet you...

500 bucks...

that we could break you.

That we could get that cock of yours in your hand.

And that load of yours in your mouth.

Jerking that cock.

Look at it. He's doubting us.

Look at that doubtful face.

Look at his pants.

Look at it.

Alright.

So, if we lose and you don't break...

What should we do for him?

I think we should be nice this time.

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