Expect The Unexpected
Cassidy Summers, red hair fanned out in a sweaty mess on pillows, bare breasts heaving, one hand over her mouth trying to not be too loud, while the other grips a dildo pumping into her dripping core shrouded by red curls.
Well fuck I just popped wood. I haven’t had that spontaneously happen in a while. I usually have better control over it than that. Yet here is this simple mental image of Cassidy Summers fucking herself, literally, and I’m rock hard. Looks like I’m going to need the bathroom pass next.
“Mrs. Graham, can I use the bathroom pass?” I asked, shifting my uniform slacks to allow room. Mrs. Graham sighed mid-stroke of her marker on the whiteboard. “Make it faster, Mister Cole.” N
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