Layla‘s po

“I uh 

| started shyly, my pussy throbbing as his words pushed flashes of what he had done to me in that class room just a couple of hours ago. 

“I didn‘t clean it off,” I whispered, feeling the heat crawl up my neck to my cheeks and settle there. 

Tyler hums, lowering his head even lower as his lips brush the corner of my mouth. 

“Somehow I find it hard to believe that you hand‘t. You should be smelling of me right now.” Tyler whispers as his lips trail down to my neck. 

With his nose in the crook of my neck, Tyler breathes in my scent. He hums. “Hmmmm. You smell good, but you’re missing something.” 

His hands on my waist trail down to under the mounds of my bottom and he grips them. “You‘re missing the scent of me.” He growls and pushes me back until the back of my legs touches the desk. 

“Tyler,” | gasped out as one of his hands that was grip ping my bottom was now unbuttoning my jeans. 

“I just want to check if my cum is still on your pussy. If not, I promised punishment, yeah?” He grunted, licking my neck and nipping the thin skin. 

The air in the room turns foggy and hot as Tyler pulls down my jeans. 

“Tyler what if someone sees 

I got cut off by my own moan as Tyler cups me be tween my thighs. Why did his grip feel possessive? Maybe was reading into this way too much. 

me a favor Layla.” He grumbles, cupping me more firmly. The heat of his palm seeps through the material of my panties making me leak

even more. 

overthink too much.” He says and presses in even more.

my neck again and groans.” You‘re wet, but I‘m not sure if it‘s

away from my neck and his

“I should probably make sure.” He grins as his eyes twinkled, but there‘s a darker look in his

between my teeth and moaned lowly. Tyler pushes my

below, Tyler stops to take in the view. His eyes drank me up, and with a low groan, he

want to do is trap his bottom

He demanded in a groggy tone that had me squirming and pressing my thighs together to ease the throbbing

I notice the huge bulge straining against the material. My pussy wept

blame Tyler for feeding me his cock. If he hadn‘t fucked me, I wouldn‘t be so damn

into a completely different person. I was literally as horny as my characters who fucked every damn

to remove my panties off my body. I wanted him

know I had in me, I whispered out. “I want you to be the one

drop in my tone that

way his eyes got darker, losing the twin kling of playfulness

anticipation knowing that I wouldn‘t leave the classroom until Tyler was deep inside me. Until he was done pumping into me, until I was moan ing out his name and he

his eyes said as much.

up as he steps closer to me.” Well, if that‘s what you want. I can‘t say no

where his fingers brush against

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