Lillian’s POV
THE NEXT DAY
Since yesterday, I've been zooming out more often than normal. My thoughts would sometimes drift to Micheal and every part of my body would respond in a way that would make me want to feel his touch again.
With my gaze on the pen in my hand while I sat at my usual chair in class, the growing need to feel Michael's huge c**k made my pu**y throb with need.
“What do you have to say about kelvins suggestion Ms Theodore” the professor asked but I was too deep in my wild thoughts to even hear a thing she said “Ms Theodore” she called again, this time hitting one of the tables hard to get my attention
Jolting back from reality, I looked at the professor to find her staring daggers at me. “You haven't been listening, Ms Theodore,” she said, adjusting the small glas
