Students Have Passionate Fuck In Class
The white shirt was already unbuttoned when he came up behind me at my desk. I’d been feeling no motivation to work, typing nonsense, feeling his eyes on me from across the room. When he finally crossed over, he didn’t say anything—just shoved my papers aside and pushed me face-down onto the cold surface.I gasped when his hands went under my skirt, rough and urgent, finding how wet I already was. Embarrassingly so. He knew. He tore my panties aside and drove into me from behind, slamming into my cunt so hard the desk slid across the floor. I clutched the edge, knuckles white, my white shirt hanging open, tits bouncing with every brutal thrust.He flipped me onto my back on the desk, folding my legs up so far my knees were by my ears. The computer monitor was still on, casting blue light across my face as he pounded deeper, watching me fall apart. My skirt was bunched around my waist, the white shirt stained with ink from the papers beneath me.Then he pulled out a
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