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Chapter 180 by Fiend21 Fiend21

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Orgasm!

You release your load, firing a burst of cum inside of her, spraying streams of cum out of your rock hard cock. You groan loudly, as she moans in response, eagerly cumming hard inside of her, your cock exploding. You buckle your hips, her wet pussy slamming down on you as your balls as drained inside of her. You fill her pussy, spraying it to her very womb.

You groan, your muscles running out of energy as you just splay out across the felt-covered wargaming table, letting out a loud moan as you do so. Slowly, the girls leave you alone, lying there, breathing heavily. No doubt planning to get dressed. You lie there, exhausted beyond belief. You lie there for a few minutes, wondering where the girls are, but so tired from the extensive fuckfest, you wait for her to arrive. Soon, with a single tug, the silk blindfold is pulled off your face, as you're left gazing up at the three girls, already clothed, who look down at you.

"H-hi," Grace smiles. "We've got that sh-sheet ready for ya-you."

"What, already?"

"It took two seconds to print," Hannah points out. "We're already well ahead of worrying about the exams that are nearly here."

"Fair enough. The sex was really good, though. This is sort of a win-win for me."

"I'm glad," Abigail smiles. "You should come around more. This dossier should have the answers for the exact questions that'll come up for the nine subjects you're doing."

"I'm only doing six subjects, thought."

Abigail's eyes widen.

"Jesus Christ. you are... never mind. Memorize everything here. You'll get an A+. Well, maybe an A. Or a B. Look, it really depends on how much you can memorize, but anyone of... you know, decent intelligence should be able to," Hannah suggests.

"Excellent," you smile. "I appreciate your help, girls. I should go, I have to get to bed, it's late."

"O-of course. Come back suh-soon."

You smile, bid farewell and head out to continue on to bed, the folder tight in your hands. With it, you have a hope of passing this damn school and proving your parents wrong.

Jesus, your parents. Fuck, you'd almost forgot about them over the past year. You make a secret promise to yourself to never tell them how much you've loved being here, so you can hold that grudge against them.

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