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Chapter 7 by little.cindy little.cindy

Does Cindy even register the knock at the door at this point?

Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck

"Oh fuck!" How - uh - is it - uh - going - uh - so deep?

*Shluuuurp shluuuurp*

"Fuck..." It feels - uh - so - uh - good! "Um, hey? Who is it?"

*Shluuuurp*

"Oh fuck yes, Jess... Auhhghng!" Oh god yes!

*Shluuurp*

"It's, uh, it's Jeff? I came over for the test tomorrow?"

"Shit, let's hurry this up..."

*Shlup-shlup-shlup-shlup-shlup*

"OH FUCK YES!" FUCK! "FU-UCK!"

"Just a minute, we're, uh..."

*Shlup-shlup-shlup-shlup-shlup*

"UHAHAAAHNG!"

"Getting dressed?"

*Shluup... Shluup... Shluup...*

"Oh fuh... Fuhh..." God, I can't stop shaking... "Fuck, Jess, that was... Fuck..."

"Here..." Oh, the handcuffs, I forgot they... I mean, like, they kinda felt good for a while there... "Put this on."

"This is not my shirt?" When did she get her jeans back on? "Where's my skirt?" Where'd her 'lacrosse' gear go so quick?

"It's Brian's, don't worry, it's long enough that it seems like you probably have shorts on underneath." Okay... "Hey, Jeff!"

WHY IS SHE OPENING THE DOOR!? Shirt on now!

"Wait, Jeff!?" Why is Jeff here!?

"You two having fun in here?" How long was Jeff here!?

"Oh, did you hear that?" What, my screaming orgasm!?

"So..." This is the most awkward pause ever... "Math?"

...

It probably seems more like I have shorts on underneath of I keep my knees together...

Math?

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