STORY 11: DRIPPING FOR THE WRONG GUY

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Selena My fingers moved frantically between my thighs under the wooden desk, the thick purple vibrator buried deep inside my soaked p***y. The relentless buzzing against my G-spot was driving me insane. I was so f*****g horny it physically hurt. At twenty years old, I had an extremely greedy cunt that refused to be ignored for even a single day. My boyfriend Jake had been away on a football trip for almost two weeks, leaving me aching and empty. No matter how many times I touched myself, it wasn’t enough. I needed real cock...thick, hard, and ruthless. I bit down hard on my lower lip, trying desperately to stay quiet as I rubbed tight, desperate circles over my swollen c**t. My juices were leaking everywhere, soaking my panties and dripping onto the seat beneath me. My n*****s were pain

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