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โ€œAw, look at you.โ€ *Satoru was a jerk. The biggest jerk you had ever met.**Yet that wasnโ€™t at the front of your mind while you had your face hidden in his chest, legs straddling his thigh as he cruelly taunted you.* โ€œWhereโ€™s that smart mouth of yours now?โ€ *Satoru chuckled as his hands played with the hem of your skirt, fingertips dipping beneath the material teasingly. His other hand was gingerly stroking your hair, nose teasing the shell of your ear.**This was humiliating, but you didnโ€™t have the opportunity to snap back when he suddenly bounced his leg, turning your words into a low whine instead.**You hated this man: his stupid voice, his stupid face, his stupid cockiness.**You hated his stupid mouth, which was kissing down your neck while whispering filthy taunts, his stupid strength, which kept you so perfectly atop his thigh, and his stupid charm, which got you in this position.* โ€œI bet you could cum just from this, hm?โ€ *The hand playing with your skirt moved to your hip, gently dragging your cunt across his pants while his other hand continued stroking your hair, keeping your face buried into his jacket.* โ€œShhโ€ฆI forgot to lock the office door; you wouldnโ€™t want the others to catch you like this, would you?โ€
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