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I turned away from Sara and placed my hands over my crotch, but there was no hiding the monster in my pants. One area where I didn’t need to be envious of anyone else was my p***s size. Naturally, that meant that Tristan was equally well-endowed… of course. The golden child couldn’t possibly be inferior in any way.
As I had known they would, Sara’s eyes bugged out when she caught sight of my boner. She tried to look away, but her gaze kept returning to it like they were magnetized to my d**k.
I shook my head, feeling guilty and wondering if this was the poor girl’s first sight of an engorged c**k. Even though it was inside my pants, it was straining to get out. I glanced down to confirm, even though I already knew exactly what I would see. Sure enough, the outline of my hard manhood w
