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Chapter 8 by pepepepepe pepepepepe

Can you win this race?

You have to!

You, of course, will not be losing this match, since it is definitely the most important match of your life, so you run like there is no tomorrow. Her breasts and ass bounce delightfully with every step she takes.

Amy seems to slow down a bit, and you pass her. Sure enough, you are the first to reach the car. Panting, Amy arrives as well.

"I guess, I'm riding, huh?" she says, bending over to recover her breath, but her voice is not completely innocent.

You gasp. Does she mean riding the car, or... riding you? You dick hardens very quickly at the thought of Amy and you having parking lot sex. You decide not to risk it and just act normally. You'll have plenty of time to fuck at her place.

Being a true gentleman, you open the car door for her (even though it is her car) and get in on the other side after she is in the car.

"Thank you, Carl" she says, kissing your cheek. While she does this, she places a hand on your thigh, slightly too close to your penis. Your hard-on remains. "I can't wait until we're at my place" she whispers into your ear.

The fifteen-minute drive to her place goes without a hitch. You were only a little bit distracted when her skirt slowly rose up her thighs while driving.

Amy drives Fernando into the garage under her apartment. You start to open the door, but she stops you.

"What do you like most about me?" she asks, locking eyes with you.

You consider her personality, her good looks, her friendship with you, her good looks, her hand on your thigh, and her good looks again, and decide to settle on her friendship with you.

"Don't lie to me! I've seen you looking at me. I want to know which part of my body you like most."

You are stunned, but you feel compelled to answer truthfully. Giving her entire body a lustful look, you decide:

What is your true answer?

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