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a pearl-handled, 9mm Ruger.
“From what I’ve been able to learn, Hugh van Hamilton gave it to Hutch Winston’s younger brother Dirk.
Ahren means angel,
Professor Dirk Winston is lose your panties, fall to your knees, thank (not-lost) Jesus, fucking hot as sin.
There it is—an obvious bid for me to give her a good grade because she’s a pretty girl alone in the world.
The muscle in his square jaw tightened, and I wanted him to catch me by the face and tell me I was being a brat. I wanted him to shove my thin top up and squeeze my bare breasts, lick my hardened nipples, and pull them with his teeth. I wanted him to spank me and then bend me over his desk and fuck me hard from behind.
“I forget sometimes. In my country we’re more open to touch. I miss it… the feeling of connection.”
“Get on your knees.”
“Sharon isn’t a danger to me. I want to break his hands every time he touches you.”
“I want you to touch me,”
“Fuck, it’s so good,” she gasps. “Come for me,” I growl, and she makes another soft noise, nodding her head fast.
“You feel what you do to me?”
My hand is in her hair, and I growl, “You like sucking my cock?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
Instead, I fold my hoodie and put it where the sweater was,
My lips brush his ear as I whisper. “I think you’ll have to fuck me.”
“Hold onto the desk.”
“Fuck…” His groan is loud, and my pussy tightens at the thought someone might hear us in the hall. “It’s so good.”
“No… I’m bad. You have to punish me.”
“You are. And I will.”
“Don’t let go.”
“Is this what you want?” It’s practically a growl. “You want me to fuck you this way?” “Yes,” I moan, lifting my ass so he can drive deeper. “More…”
“You like my dick in your pussy?” “Yes…” I’m practically sobbing. “I love it.”
“Come,” he orders. “Oh, God…” I’m going blind as he massages my clit, his unrelenting cock driving deeper. Wetness spills onto my thighs. “I said come.”
“Fuck,” he groans as he comes, his cock pulsing inside me. “Fuck, Reanna.”
“I think you made me squirt.”
The game continues, Professor Winston.
What are you doing with him?
I’m doing what you said, professor. I’m out with a boy my age.
I’m having sex on the beachesss… My jealousy morphs into overprotective rage. Are you drunk? Her answer is fast. Not your businessss… I’m on the verge of tapping the call button. Tell me where you are.
Come outside. Now.
“Get in the Jeep. I’m taking you home.” “To your home?” “No. You’re drunk.”
“I never said I didn’t care. I said we can’t be together.”
“I want you to be safe.” “That’s not all you want,” she laughs lightly. “Remember?”
“Do you feel how wet I am?”
“Yes…” she moans in my ear, her body moving like waves on the ocean as she rides my hand. “Right there…”
“That’s it,” she gasps. “That’s it… oh, God, yes…”
I’m sure I’m losing it, because I slip my fingers into my mouth, and she tastes like the most addictive drug on the planet.
I can still feel your fingers inside me.
I wish it was your dick.
The sight of you coming on my hand… Pressing my lips together, I finish for him, Is an express ticket to heaven?
Every time you look at me or stand near me, all I can think about is your soft, pink pussy swallowing my cock.
Fuck me, pro...
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When you say words that begin with L, all I can think of is you licking me to ecstasy. Lorak begins with L.
When you put that pen in your mouth, my dick gets hard.