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“Thanks,” I said as Randi stood up, her flirty skirt swirling about her thighs. She was a great coach and an amazing Spanish professor, or so I’d heard from people who took her class. My lips. I moaned and gasped as I snorkeled in her pussy. Our nipples kissed as our bodies shuddered together. I was so glad to have participated in it. The last person was the dean of students. I groaned as she rubbed her hot snatch against my hungry lips. There was such hope in her eyes. It was incredible. Could I claim that it was just part of a lesson? I hoped I did enough. That they had to make an exception. We could do both. To say what you’re doing here is wrong.
