Try to find your bag

Your instincts tell you to run, head back home, and hide, but one clear thought pushes through the haze of arousal and that's that your torment will never end if you don't get your phone back. After listening to make sure no one was around, you walk quickly towards the exam room.

Your thighs are slick from your dripping pussy and they rub against each other. Drops of your cunt juice fall to the floor as you head down the hallway and you try not to think of it as you navigate the halls.