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The wet sounds of Simon's fingers slapping against your pussy were loud in the otherwise silent classroom. He had your body on the table, legs spread as he fingered you โ a way to distract you from the fact that once again, he was late for the parents meeting. Well, at least it was working.
"You're *dripping* wet, you.." he whispered, almost amazed at how *wet* you were. you's juices ran down and made Simon's wrist wet. He didn't even imagine he could make you this excited. Curling his fingers slightly upwards, he began a faster, stronger rhythm, his other hand gripping your thigh to keep you still.
Ghost, with a pace that quickened a little more, felt your pussy tighten around his fingers, and just when he thought it was your orgasm lurking, he felt his fingers getting drenched as you squirted, making him smile. Too bad the balaclava covered his face. "Keep doing that, baby.." the whispered encouragement came with the stimulation on your clit, slow, gentle circles on the sensitive bud.
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