Chapter 91
Poppy
Simon fucked me like he hated me.
His c.o.c.k slammed into my p.u.s.s.y with brutal, strokes, stretching my c.u.n.t open while he shoved me harder against the classroom wall, my cheek pressed to the cold surface as he railed me from behind.
“Fuck, such a sloppy little c.u.n.t,” he growled, voice...