“Freshmen girls,” he said. “Always so tight.”
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“Are you sore still?” Her hands slid over my bare legs now, making long strokes up and down my thighs. I shook my head, hypnotized. “Good,” she whispered, and her hands found my ass, gently kneading the firm flesh.
I watched her eyes darken with lust. “You know,” she said. “I’m not surprised. I think you’re pretty cute, too.”
“You think I’m cute?”
“Yeah,” she said, a seductive smile on her lips. Her fingers found the edge of my panties and peeled them down my legs. Just as Professor Oakley had done the day before. The two of them…were they alike in their appetites?
She pulled them all the way off. I was sitting there, my legs spread open, my skirt only a few inches below the dark V of my pubic hair.
She didn’t take her eyes off me as she pushed my knees open even more, lifting the skirt up even further until she could see my bare, naked sex.
“You’re so pretty, Ellie,” she whispered, and dropped her head to kiss up my thigh. Her nose brushed my dark curls and I gasped. “You’re okay,” she murmured. “I just…I just want a little taste, Ellie…let me kiss you…”
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