For the past year, 18 year old Camille has been getting away with four hours of sleep, a nine hour school day and an eight hour work day overnight. That is until her three teachers and a mystery guy walk into her diner one night.
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I push everything aside as I perch her fine ass on my desk.
Josh flicks the lights on as the others pile into my office, an action that I failed to achieve due to being blinded by the beautiful girl in my arms.
She blinks her wide eyes as she stares up at me, my cock hardening at the sight.
"How we doing this, boys?" Luka asks as he makes himself comfortable in one of the chairs opposite the desk.
"Don't I get a say?" Camille eyes all of us, her eyelashes fluttering.
"You always get a say, my love," I kiss her softly, dropping my voice low, "Just not in how we fuck you."
I watch with a smirk as she shudders at my words.
The guys and I exchange a silent conversation before moving into positions.
I take a seat next to Luka, whilst Josh moves to stand in between her legs.
Gabriel stands behind her, on the other side of the desk.
I watch as they exchange a look before flipping our girl so she is lying on her stomach, ass up.
Seeing her sprawled across my desk is making me painfully hard, the memory of her being there surely etched into my brain for every time I sit at it in the future.
Gabriel squats down to her eye level and gabs her face in both hands. She blinks at him, shock and arousal evident on her face. He wastes no time in kissing her, whilst Josh pulls up the skirt from her cheer outfit and palms her ass through the black shorts underneath the skirt.
He lands a harsh slap, making her squeal and pulse forward, into Gabriel's mouth. He continues dominating her with his mouth, stifling her sweet moans, that still manage to ring out into the silent office.
"I think you need to taste her, Josh," Luka urges our friend, who wastes no time in stripping her of the thong. He delves his mouth into her sweet folds, lapping up her juices. The moans provoked from her are harsh and loud, like the best symphony ever written.
Her shaky hands reach for Gabriel's belt, who's fully standing now.
I stand up as she tries to take control, seizing my moment to remind her of who is really in charge.
"He didn't tell you to do that, did he?" I circle the desk to stand behind Josh.
I catch a glimpse of her flushed face as she realises her mistake. Landing a slap on her ass, she cries out before hanging her head in submission.
Nodding to Gabriel, he finishes the job for her and releases himself from his slacks.
"Suck, mon amour," he commands her, fisting her hair and guiding her lips to his cock. She wraps her mouth around him, needing no more encouragement. ("My love")
