“Let’s talk in my office. “I’ll need Leyla for something on Saturday.”
“What?” I asked, his cock so hard, rubbing against me. “And that’s why this formula is so important,” I said to them. He groaned, his beard scratching my face. Izzy was behind her, her large tits on display by her low-cut halter top, her fiery hair framing her smiling face. I shuddered, slipping out of my robe and entering Jalal’s room. I squirmed, feeling him buried in me to the hilt. My silky walls clenched on them as I moaned louder and louder about his dick. They tried to take as many classes together that they could. But at least she only fucked my brothers. She was cute, with a frizzy afro and jeans that looked like she had to be poured into. My pussy burned so hot. She found my sphincter, pressing against my hole with one finger. She found my sphincter, pressing against my hole with one finger. “Is that hot pussy in need of being taken care of?”
I arched an eyebrow. “I got a date with Svetlana anyways.
