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The Substitute's Trap 4: The Professor’s Revenge

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-31 05:23:23

I got a text right after my last class: “My office. 7 PM. Don’t be late.” It was from Ms. Kane. No emoji, no explanation. Just that.

By the time I knocked on her door, the hallway was empty. She opened it wearing a tight black dress that barely contained her tits, hair down, looking pissed and horny at the same time.

“Get in.”

The second I stepped inside she locked the door and slapped me hard across the face.

“You’ve been busy, you little shit,” she hissed. “Fucking Layla in your dor
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