Chapter 271 My Professor Disciplines My Dripping Cunt(6)

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The soft metallic click of his belt buckle coming undone was the filthiest sound I had ever heard.

I stayed on my knees exactly where he had put me, thighs spread, shirt riding up around my waist, bare cunt dripping onto the floor. My mouth was already open. My tongue rested...

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