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Duncan pulls Bridgette's blonde hair into a ponytail, holding her head in place while skull fucking her harder. "You're so fucking good, Bridge. Keep going. Fuck, I'm gonna come."

Bridgette continues to bob her head up and down, taking his entire length. She reaches under herself and begins fingering herself, clearly enjoying the attention. You feel a rush of arousal and shame as you watch her fingers massage her insides.

"Fuck, here it comes." Duncan grunts and grabs her head, forcing his cock down her throat. She gags and chokes but doesn't pull away. You watch copious amounts of spit falling to the terribly-designed wooden cabin floor. Spit after spit, it was a pool. His seed flooded into her mouth. Bridgette not letting an ounce go to waste.

Bridgette swallows every drop, and Duncan pulls his cock out. He wipes it on her cheek and pushes her away. "That was amazing, Bridge. Knobby, come over here and finish me off."

You shake your head. "I can't."

"Yes, you can. You're already halfway there." He grabs your head and pushes it towards his cock. "Clean me and we can head to the cafeteria."

Bridgette redressed and cleaned the mess. She was a good sport and didn't even seem fazed by what happened. She waved goodbye and headed out. You could see her cheek rosy with affection toward this mean bully.

You said. "I think she likes you."

"Nah, she's just a slut. Now suck me off before we go. Or else."

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