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Chapter 330 by sexybjgal69 sexybjgal69

Where does Mr. Bill cum?

Jan Week 2: Wednesday-Leah swallows Mr. Bill's cum. (Suspicion: +5)

“Damn gurl…shit yous about to make me cum. Shit yeah…Mhmmmmm” Mr. Bill moaned. Leah sucked harder, and faster. She wanted this over with. She didn’t even know how long she had been on her knees in front of him.

Mr. Bill let Leah’s mouth do all the gritty, sloppy work to get him to the point of climax. Her mouth was wrapped so tight around him, he felt like a damn porn star. She at least had a good heads up this time, and she sucked him hard as he began to swell. Even in the poorly lit janitor hideaway, she could see Mr. Bill’s face tense up as he started to cum inside her mouth.

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Leah was prepared as spurt after spurt hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed his load with ease, earning his silence...for now. He let out a deep groan of satisfaction as Leah pulled her mouth away from his cock.

“Happy now?” she asked looking up at him. He nodded, content with her labor.

“I sho lord am….oooweew that felt good.” he began to fix his pants. He glanced at a clock on the wall as Leah moved to her feet “I don’t knows if you gots time to get to lunch no mo’ but at leasts you got some dessert.” he chuckled. She didn’t feel like she had an appetite at all. She wasn’t sure if it was her disgust from what she had just done or from all the cum of his she had just swallowed.

“I am keeping my end of the bargain Leah said as she moved toward the door.” she shot him daggers.

“OH yes ma’am you is.” He smiled at her “And i’ll keeps mine. I’ll keep my lips closed shut, as long as yo lips keep doing that. Mhmmm” He nearly drooled at the thought of their next encounter. Leah fled quickly. Before she could even get to the cafeteria the bell rang, signaling her need to get back to class. She turned around and headed back to her classrooom.


The day dragged on and she was more than ready to head home when the bell finally rang. She tried to not think about what she had done on her way home but it was difficult for her to **** the thoughts from her mind (though she had seemingly no problem forcing Mr. Cobbs cock to the back of her throat).

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