“Stop teasing her,” I told Samantha as we reached the gymnasium. Video xxx And now my phone’s locked. Her futa-dick throbbed between us. I whimpered. Samantha stared up at me with hunger. Was it truly the Program? She protected me. She pumped blast after blast of her girl-jizz into my deflowered depths. Your little futa-girlfriend will understand.”
“Please,” I whimpered, so close to surrendering. “We can touch her.”
“But only I get to fuck her!” Samantha said, sounding like she owned me. You need it, come to me.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. My hands were sweaty. But then I had to run the gauntlet to my next class, getting stroked and groped, getting caressed and teased. I coated them in suds, played with them. My nipples throbbed against her wet nubs. Hers were pillowy. Her tight blouse molded to her large tits, her
