October's Craving
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Last published Sun, Jul 24, 2022
I was making my way to my assigned seat when my clumsy self decided that it was the perfect time to show up, tripping on something, I felt myself falling onto something or rather someone's lap?
"Ugh," he groans as I grab him for support.
Thanking my lucky stars I look up at a pair of teal blue eyes that seems to be in a lot of pain.
"Remove your hands," the stranger says with so much strain lacing his baritone voice.
I quickly remove my hands from his thighs still sitting on his laps
"No, not that one, the other one," he grunts
"BEFORE I DRAG YOU TO THE NEAREST BATHROOM MYSELF, KINDLY REMOVE YOUR HANDS, RIGHT NOW!
Blushing hard, I look down to see that I had a firm grip on his very hard cock.
Fuck!
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