Tamed By The Campus Bad Boy
I wanted to drown out the thought of the little mouse, but the more she moaned, the more I compared it to the broken, high-pitched sounds Leon made in his bedroom.
Every time she ran her nails down my back, I found myself wishing they were his shaking, hesitant hands instead.
I pulled back, staring at her flushed face, her eyes glazed with a usual kind of lust that now felt boring compared to Leon’s raw, confused desire.
“Oh yes,” she moaned when I tugged down the front of her tank top and rolled one fat, hard nipple between my fingers as I held her glazed eyes.
“You ever tried anal, Jessie?”
She blinked, a slow, cat-like grin spreading across her face as she adjusted herself on my lap, lick
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