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The tighter the jeans, the harder you ache. My perfect ass, wrapped in denim, moving just for your weak little cock. You stare, you crave, you can’t look away — every curve is a command, every wiggle is a tease. This isn’t just denim… this is your addiction. And I’ll keep you stroking, begging, and paying, while I grind, bend, and torment you in my jeans.