I watched them crawl across the floor like broken puppies, tongues already darting out, hesitant at first but growing bolder as shame gave way to hunger. Tyler went for Ethan’s leaking hole first, lapping at the creamy mess I’d left behind, his own cock still hard and dripping between his legs. Ethan whimpered, face buried in Ryan’s ass, sucking my load out of him with wet, obscene slurps. Ryan, ever the eager slut, had Jamal’s dark cheeks spread wide, tongue plunging deep like he was trying to win a prize. Jamal moaned into Tyler’s hole, the chain of degradation complete.I leaned back against the bookshelf, arms crossed over my still-heaving chest, cock hanging heavy between my thighs, semi-hard again already, glistening with their spit and my own cum. The sight was better than any fantasy I’d entertained while grading their half-assed papers. Four privileged boys, the same ones who’d spent months turning my existence into a punchline, now reduced to cleaning each other’s wrecked ho
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