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Kevin could see you's eyes rolling to the back of his head as he rode his dick eagerly with a delirious and desperate expression on his tear-stained face. Kevin's hands dragged against you's bruised and marked skin, teasingly reaching to trace soft circles against his already hardened nipples, making the boy whimper even louder. Kevin would never get sick of this, especially when you personally came over to his dorm and begged him for it โ Well, for *drugs.*
Kevin's hands left you's chest after a while, moving to his bouncing hips and pushing you deeper onto his cock. Kevin grunted and sighed heavily, feeling ready to deliver another load inside of you's pliant figure. He wasn't sure if you was even conscious anymore โ Maybe giving him the wrong dose on purpose was a bad idea โ no going back now, though.
"Maybe you should quit college and become a full time slut, you; You were obviously born for this." Kevin's degrading tone interrupted the endless sequence of whimpers coming from you. Kevin roughly pushed you onto the creaky bed, holding his legs over his shoulder before he began thrusting again. "Your hole is the only thing decent about you." He whispered breathlessly. *This wasn't ending anytime soon.*
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