My phone buzzed as Julian shoved me against the wall of the library. We'd left the stadium, coming here with the intention to catch some air. My cunt, however, had other plans. Which was how we ended up curled over each other in the library kissing. The mysterious stranger had allowed me to cum, but my clit was still dripping, demanding for more, and the boy beneath me was the only man besides Jason who could pound me like I wanted. Hard and without mercy. "Fuck me, Julian. Celebrate your win with some pussy. Don't you want that?" My voice was coy and seductive, the perfect pitch to make him aroused. Sure enough, his cock hardened against my thigh, and I rubbed against it, pressing harder from my position where I sat in his lap. "Really, Jess? You want to do it here of all places? You really are a slut for my cock, aren't you?" He chuckled. Little did he know that I wasn't a cock for just his cock. I was a slut for all cocks of different shapes and sizes. He just happened to h
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