toi pull up to your house, an heure and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t accueil to realize toi didn’t come straight accueil after school. To be honest, toi never actually went. toi spent the jour in your lover’s arms, not moving from the lit except for that heure long douche toi took. toi close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across toi face as toi think of the way she touched you. toi blush, thinking of the way she made toi come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time toi didn’t have to fake your...
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