The rugby pitch still hummed with victory chants as the freshers cornered the seniors. "You lost the bet, boys," smirked Lena, the team's sharp-tongued captain, her eyes gleaming with command. "Ice bath scrub-down, naked. Now." The seniors grumbled but stripped, plunging into the freezing tub amid laughter and camera flashes. "Look at that sad little cock, all shriveled—bet it couldn't score if the goal was your own ass," quipped Mia, filming close. "And the body hair? Like a woolly mammoth's cousin. Pathetic." Lena leaned in, voice dripping wit. "Size matters less than skill, yet here you are, hard only from the cold. My pussy's already wetter than your egos." The seniors squirmed, but Lena's strong hands grabbed a sponge, scrubbing with authority. Tension shifted as she shed her own gear, revealing toned curves. "Horny yet?" she taunted, climbing in. Bodies pressed close; she stroked a senior's cock until it throbbed hard. "On your knees," she ordered, guiding his mouth to her dripping pussy. He licked as she panted, "That's it—earn your redemption." Sweating despite the ice, she pushed him back for a fierce blowjob, her tongue working expertly until he came, cum spilling hot. "Not done," Lena growled, mounting him reverse, ass grinding as she rode, wet and wild. They climaxed together, panting and slick, her dominance unbroken.
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