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Bratty girl phone sexHe had no idea what bratty girl phone sex was in store for him when I invited him over to work on the group project. He came with rulers and templates and none of that was going to be needed so I couldn’t help but giggle. I watched him set up, fawned a little bit and leaned against him. He got so red faced and uncomfortable while I got very, very comfortable. “Let’s get to work.” I said the moment he finished. He still didn’t understand, and started talking about the project while I unzipped his pants and fished his dick right out. His eyes widened incredibly, but I wasn’t paying much attention to him anymore. He stammered something, as I stroked him hard and ready. “Can’t really focus before I’ve had my coffee.” I explain, “the coffee being your cum, in this instance.” The explanation was probably a bit much but he wasn’t clicking before this so I needed to be damn sure. He shot up like a rocket, and that was all I needed to be down, slurping his tip right up into my soft lips. My tongue rolled around him like a magic brush, painting a new orgasmic scene to blow his academically focused mind away.

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