His Student Mistress
The woman asked, bending over so she could take a look at the screen.
“Oh, hi, Zoey.” The woman said, smiling before collecting the blunt from Clinton and smoking.
Flabbergasted, Zoey shrieked out in shock.
That was her best friend, Cassie.
Clinton took a couple of steps back and Zoey could see that he was naked too. Cassie went down on her knees and began to pump him while she stared at the screen.
Zoey tried to ask them what on God’s earth they were doing, but the words couldn’t break free from her mouth, and so she sat there, tears trickling down her cheeks.