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Chapter 39

Penulis: Racheal Dennis
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Stella's point of view.

>La-la Land Private Lesson<<

“I can't believe this is our last class,” I grumbled as I adjusted my dress, and sat on the chair in front of his desk.

He chuckled softly at my comment, then continued cleaning his desk with some tissues -you know that's where we did our deed, and our c*m spilled everywhere.

Mr. huge d**k and I just taken our bath, I mean a cold bath after sèx is refreshing, but ours wasn't because we ended up making out over and over, until we've had enough of each other's lips.

“Can't we just continue having class until the day of the audition?” I pouted my lips to make myself look pitiful. “I mean, even teachers in school continue teaching their students until it's examination day.”

He paused and raised his brows at me, there's a weird smirk playing at the corner of his lips and I know he knows what's running through my mind right now -I can't afford to stay three whole days away from his huge d**k, I MIGHT DIE!

“But I'm not a school teacher, b
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