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Kendall quickly ducked behind his car, hands clamped over his dick for dear life. Although the car alarm shut off after about 30 seconds, it felt like an eternity to Kendall. Much to Kendall’s relief, nobody noticed all the ruckus. Which would turn out to be a curse in disguise.
Kendall was now naked, alone, and locked out with Trent. To put it bluntly, Trent had Kendall in the palm of his hand. And even though Kendall was oblivious to this, Trent knew it perfectly well. Trent considered being merciful and leaving Kendall to his own devices to get himself out of this pickle... or he could stick around and torment Kendall even more.
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