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STORY 18: HORNY PROFESSOR FUCKS BLIND STUDENT

作者: M&Cee
last update 公開日: 2026-02-24 14:09:01

The office of Professor Jerome smelled like old paper, expensive cologne, and the heavy, musky scent of a fresh fuck. Behind his massive oak desk, the head teacher of the Blind People’s Academy was finishing his "private session." A young student was pinned against the desk, her head thrown back, her sightless eyes rolling as Jerome hammered into her one last time.

"Ahhh! Oh God, Sir!" the girl wailed, her fingers digging into the wood.

Jerome let out a low, guttural grunt as he flooded her.
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