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Carter’s mouth closed around your cock, her tongue swirling, her lips tight and warm.
You cried out, your hands tangling in her hair, as Fatimah’s fingers joined hers, stroking you in perfect harmony.
“Fuck, I’m close,” you gasped, your body tense with anticipation.
Ms. Carter pulled back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.“Not yet,” she whispered, standing and pulling Fatimah with her.
She pressed Fatimah against the desk, her skirt hiked up, and you watched as she entered her, her fingers sliding inside with a soft moan.