What will Erica do?
She'll use what she learned
Erica brings her index to her mouth, pensive. Her eyes dart away seemingly lost for a minute. I see her looking down at her own body for a bit, quietly.
10 seconds left - I warn her. - The only time is that I can't cum, it wouldn't be fair to the other girls...
She nods absent-mindedly before smirking.
Alright, I got it.
Oh yeah? Then by all means... Say farewell to your favorite teacher. - I tease her smirking back.
Erica grabs my hand and takes me toward my futon. I'm expecting her to guide me to it but she walks past and enters my tiny bathroom dragging me behind her.
The place is actually tiny. There's barely space for a toilet and a small sink. It's more than enough for everyday use. Or bodies are almost pressed on each other's. Still, Erica manages to turn away from me and remove her hoodie, tossing it on the futon. She then turns around, giving me a clear view of her little tits.
Well 'hello' to you too! - I joke, staring exclusively at her nipples. - So they wanted to bid me farewell, too, did they? I've always hated goodbyes... - I joke again, smirking.
I saw a cup of coffee earlier on your desk... Now it's all empty. - She shrugs. - Surely you must be desperate for a... relief? - Erica suggests getting down on her knees, her back glued to the toilet. Hey hands reach up and start unbuttoning my pants.
Am I off, Mr. Archer? - I hear my belt sliding off, followed by her fingers hooking onto my underwear. - I thought you'd appreciate if I... Helped. With a nice view... - Erica says letting her tits up a little and grabbing my cock.
She tries to lean against the wall and direct my cock to the toilet but it's too tight in there. She can't move completely out of the way.
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