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Chapter 3 by pyromantic

Skip School or go to Math?

Nuts to this! Skip School.

You say fuck it, and make a break for it.
Well...not really. Nobody seems to notice you walking AWAY from the school, as opposed to towards it. And even if they did, you'd just tell them you had a spare.

Jesus, this is easy. Why have you never tried this before?

The walk back to her place is short, and the anticipation is murdering your insides. You feel excitement balling up in your stomache and cum balling up in your balls.
She walks up her front steps, swaying her gorgeous ass as she does. You see a hint of a green thong sneakig up over the top of her pants. You grasp your hardening cock through your pocket and bite your lip.

When you get inside, she slowly takes her winter jacket off, then her boots.
You're much quicker and less meticulous in jettisoning yours. She guides you into the living room, and pushes you down onto the couch. You're rendered speechless as she begins unbuttoning her tight white shirt, swaying her hips slightly as she does. After a few buttons, you can see her black push-up bra, as well as the curves of her cleavage through the shirt's division. Then she turns, and lowers her ass down into your lap. You can't help yourself. Your hands go to her breasts, and squeeze.

You both let out a moan of rapture and relief. She grinds her ass into your raging hardon, and you massage those large breasts, being pressed together by her bra.

She leans back, pressing against you, and whispers to you;
"Do you want me to suck you off?"

What do you want?

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