ict's property
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Last published Thu, Jan 15, 2026
Hardik pandya the most attitude player in ict or so that's what people thought. Always fearless always with a smile. But behind closed doors all he is a slut, forced to take cock 24/7. All he was is ict's property. How the hell it came to the point where where his brothers, his team fucked him like a rag doll. He don't know how to get out of this mess or so called obsession. It all started with that kwk incident. AND HE IS NOT GAY. Meanwhile ict is obsessed with the bart.
At the point where he matters more than their family.
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