(Selena's pov)I lay there on Mr. Callan’s bed with my legs spread open, my shorts and panties already gone, my tank top pushed up above my heavy breasts. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat and between my legs. The house was quiet now that Sonia had left for yoga, but the silence only made everything feel louder inside my head.The guilt was still there, heavy and sharp, twisting in my stomach every time I thought about my best friend walking out the door completely unaware that I was waiting naked in her father’s bed. But the need was stronger. It had been building for so long that my pussy was throbbing visibly, slick and swollen, dripping onto his sheets.Mr. Callan stood at the foot of the bed looking down at me. His eyes were dark and intense as they moved slowly over my body, taking in my hard nipples, the soft curve of my belly, and the way my thighs trembled from how exposed I felt. He reached down and palmed his cock through his pants, stroking himsel
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