CHAPTER 33
Poppy
On the first day of Christmas, Santa gave to me- A c.u.mshot on the ass.
"Oh you bastard! Suck that c.l.i.t, yes yes YES, stuff your finger in my p.u.s.s.y!"
I choked on my own spit.
Riley had said five minutes. That was twenty minutes ago. She was currently spread across a desk in the classroom with her skirt around her waist and a freshman named James had his whole face buried between her thighs. The sound of him eating her p.u.s.s.y was so loud I could feel them in my own p.u.s.s.y.
I was supposed to be watching ou here in the hallway. This was the abandoned area of school but anyone could walk by and Riley was being very loud.
"R-Riley," I hissed through the gap of the door. "Can you please hurry up?"
"Shut the door Poppy, oh god right there-“
I shut the doo
