He knew to take one and pass it down. When that busty cheerleader applied herself… I groaned, savoring that wonderful heat. She quivered there in her jeans, this look of awe and delight on her face as she rushed up, her hair swaying about her cute features. I had a class to teach. Teased me. Her tongue bathed my vulva. You should make her get naked and prove she’s a slut by having all the boys run a train on her.”
“What’s a train?” June asked, closing my laptop and setting it on the mind-control device. It was on our WiFi network and the control software was on my wife’s laptop. This was so hot. Every girl’s test went beneath cute Vivian’s as she read her book. God, you’re my favorite slut, Dusk.”
“Mmm, she’s making such naughty sounds,” said June. They were almost all staring at Dolly. That wonderful, hot flesh massaged me. Already, the caffeine was working on me as I drove us to Thompson College.
