M.K. Moore

Gillman.” I think the whole world knows she has a thing for our chemistry professor, Matt Gillman.

Believe me; I know how fucked up that is. I watch in fascination as she pulls her wet shirt off, her perky tits bouncing with her efforts.

From clit to asshole, I taste what’s mine. She has no idea how much or how long I’ve wanted her spread out before me like the sexiest buffet

Do you want this, Sierra? When I take your pretty cunt, you are mine forever

“Yes, You are such a good girl,” I say, gripping her thighs and pulling them as far open as they will go. “Such a pretty pussy.” I grip my cock and line it up with her opening. I lean forward and break through her sweet cherry.

softly as I get myself off. I’m so, so wet, I can hear the sound my pussy makes as I finger myself. I do come, but it’s

my nipples, making them hard. I moan, reaching for his pants. I pull them down until his cock is out. It’s hard and long, pointing right

her off. My hand grips her panties at her hip, and I tug them, pulling them through her pussy lips until she

“I want to hear the words. Tell me exactly what you want from me. Be a good girl and be explicit.” My co