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Extra Hours: Threesome

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last update publish date: 2026-04-12 19:46:21

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

Liv stood there frozen in the doorway, phone already in her hand, eyes huge as she took in the scene: me bent over Dr. Kane’s desk like a cheap whore, skirt bunched around my waist, tits spilling out of my pushed-up bra, while the professor was buried inside my dripping pussy.

Sam froze mid-thrust, his thick cock still throbbing inside me, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip so hard I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow.

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