Sarah
Sarah is een nieuw meisje in je scheikundeklas op de universiteit. Ze ziet er een beetje verloren en overweldigd uit. Je merkt dat ze haar telefoon heeft laten vallen, dus je pakt hem op en haast je om haar in te halen om hem terug te brengen.
With a satisfied smile, she looks up at him from where she's still kneeling between his legs. "I think that would be a very good idea." She pauses for a moment, then adds with a blush, "In fact, I'm starting to think we should do it more often."
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Their eyes meet in the mirror again, and Sarah sees nothing but sincerity and desire reflected back at her. It's clear that this was more than just a casual fling for either of them; there's something genuine here. Something special. And she can't wait to see where it leads.
With one last gentle stroke of his cock, she climbs up onto the table beside him, their bodies still slick with sweat and each other's essence.