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”210 points! Not bad, not bad at all!”
”It’s your turn” she said nervously.
”I hope you got that V-card handy, because I’m about to punch that shit.” I said aggressively, but flirty, I imagine.
”Sure we’ll see,” she said shyly, in a way that made my pussy wet.
WELL IT DID!

I immediately roll a trick shot that gets 100 points.
”oh FUCK me” she says, unmooring me for a quick second, and I was NOT expecting a choir boy to have that kind of mouth on her.
”Yes, Martin. In a moment. I have to finish my game first!”