I Love It When My Classmate Fucks Me

Ross Shop and Mr. Blue, art classmates, find themselves alone after hours, their creative juices flowing. As Ross starts to clean up, Mr. Blue can't help but admire her curves, the way her ass fills out her jeans. He moves closer, his breath heavy on her neck, and Ross responds, leaning back into him. Their hands meet on the brush, and Ross turns to face him, their lips locking in a passionate kiss. Their bodies press together, feeling the heat between them. Ross guides Mr. Blue's hand under her shirt, moaning as he cups her breast. She grinds against him, feeling his hardness. "I've wanted you since the first day," he confesses. Ross smiles, pulling him towards the nearby desk. "Then show me, Mr. Blue."

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