Trevor couldn’t help but stare at her as she led the way. Amateur porn There was just something off about it, despite all outward appearances of normalcy. What kind of school is this?’
Trevor glanced over at Professor Armstrong, who was clearly enjoying herself. * * * * *
They reached the end of the opulent hall and walked into a wide, well-lit reception area. He could get in his car and drive home tomorrow, if he wanted. Can I please leave?”
Angelica rolled her eyes. I’m sure your little Sarah would’ve whipped you into shape, eventually. Before he could even rap his knuckles, the heavy door swung open. His feet were propped up on it as he leaned back in his chair and talked with someone over the phone. Or maybe just a professor and student getting to know each other better, if you can stop being a smartass for five minutes.”
Trevor swallowed. Her voice grew louder as a fountain of hot piss gushed from her folds. Armstrong. There stood the fearsome woman who’d utterly embarrassed him in front of the class. She looked over her shoulder and down at the pitiful, bitch made Dean. “I know your type too well. It had to be awkward, doing this in front of a brand new student, but by now Trevor had to assume this was par for
