“Do you drip down your thighs like this for all your friends?” He pinches my clit, causing my eyes to roll back. “I don’t think you do, because this mess, baby?” He smirks as he slides a finger up and down through my dripping slit. Fuck that feels good. “It’s all for me,” he says deeply. “I’ve been telling myself … it’s just the uniform,” I say in a whisper. Cole chuckles into my lips.
