His Tutor (R- rated)
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MatureOngoing1h 38m
Last published Tue, May 19, 2020
He reaches down and places his big, warm hands on my sides and drags them up my body slowly. I shiver as goosebumps take over my fair skin.
"So small.." he lets out quietly.
He continues his gentle assault up my chest and down my arms.
"So fragile.." he almost whispers.
My legs feel wobbly as his soft hands roam my body.
"Shawn I-" I start.
"I could just..." His hands roamed down my back. Going lower, and lower,
and stopping at the waistband of my shorts. My breath hitches in my throat as I try to stifle a groan.
"Fuck.." he says huskily, stepping away from me.
"I'll meet you by the pool." He grunts, walking out of the room. I'm left alone, dumbfounded.
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