Kisses & Chemistry
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MatureOngoing18m
Last published Sun, Feb 9, 2020
"That was unexpected" Payton said looking down
I looked down "I'm sorry I didn't mean too Payton" I said with a sigh , man I really fucked up this time
Payton looked up and smiled but it wasn't one of her sweet smiles she typically gives , no this one was a devilish smile one that I never saw from her "That doesn't mean I want to stop" she said reaching back over to me , she put a finger on my chin and lifted my head back up , her teal blue eyes now locked on my pale blue ones "Can we keep going?" She asked seductively. This was actually happening is all I could think.
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Payton Carpenter needs help with chemistry and comes to the chemistry tutoring lab , but she comes a little late to only by accident meet her new tutor Evan Oakens , They grow closer , soon the at campus after class sessions become at home sessions , soon those sessions turn into more then just tutoring sessions.
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