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Chapter 14 by cphi cphi

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Swept up...

Beth couldn't quite believe Jeff's audacity. "Oh? What exactly... did you have in mind then?" God he's cute... is this really happening?
Jeff pressed her shoulders gently against the pad and kissed her. She whimpered in pleasure, accepting his tongue into her mouth and swirling her own around it. Her arms went around him, pulling his body close to her.
"I guess..." she panted, catching her breath... "I can stay a little longer.." she grabbed at the hem of his tight sport shirt, peeling it from his body to show off his toned abs and chest. He was quite a specimen; the picture of a college athlete.
"That's so nice to hear, Miss Wilson...." Jeff lifted her blouse over her head on tossed it on the ground. "There. You must be warm."
"Much better now, thank you Jeff." Warm?! I'm about to catch fire! You're so hot!!! I can't believe I'm doing this.
After making out for a minute or two,letting Jeff squeeze and caress her tits, as well as suck her nipples, Beth started to rub at the bulge in his shorts. "So... if you didn't want me to teach you scales... what exactly was it you wanted me to teach you?"
Jeff smiled. "It seems like you already know the answer to that one..."
Beth dropped to her knees, pulling down his workout pants just enough to free his big cock. It sprung to attention, and had a slightly upward curve. "Mmm... I can work with this." She immediately spit on the head and began to suck. This is crazy... but I can't stop now.
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Beth commenced the best blowjob she could manage. Jeff was girthy, so she gagged and drooled and did her best not to hurt his beautiful cock with her teeth.
"My God, Miss Wilson. You could teach the girls on campus a thing or two... fuuuuuuuck.... about how..." he couldn't even finish the sentence, and Beth smiled around his tool.
"<pop!> Happy to be of service... you've got a very impressive dick, Jeff. I bet the little girls all fight over it."
"Some..." he grunted as she continued. "But they've all been disappointing..." His hand rubbed her head and stroked her hair.

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