Wouldn’t Be Caught Dead…

“Woah! Hey! Dude… this is not what the fuck I meant!” I said as Chad dragged the two of us, naked, down the hall and back into the common room he had practically assaulted me earlier. “I was expecting, like, your dorm room or something.” I say, my cheeks turning a bright red now as I try and cover my tits.

“Na sugar-tits, where’s the fun in that?” Chad asks, raising an eyebrow slightly as he stares down at me hungrily again. “No one will be back here for another hour anyway, why don’t you live a little for once? Or are you too scared to get in trouble?”

No… I’m too scared someone might actually see me faking an orgasm with you…

“Ok… fine. But just this once!” I say, dropping my arms back down to my side to show off my breasts again as Chad eyes me down with a smirk, before taking a step forward again and then he… snaps at me?

“That’s a good girl. Now why don’t you get down on your knees and show me what that mouth do?” He says, before hesitating slightly. “Yo nerd, you don’t still have braces do you?” He says, and I just roll my eyes again.

“Shut the fuck up, Chad.” I growl, before dropping down onto my knees and coming eye level with his dick. Down here even his smaller thing seemed bigger, but it also looked much more manageable than the others I’ve taken recently, so I don’t even hesitate to open my mouth and start to suck.

SCHLURP~SCHLURP~SCHLURP~SCHLURP~!