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The professor's drugged encounter(3)
I removed what was left of my clothing, and covered her with my now naked body. The feel of my c**k growing hard against her thigh, her breasts pressing against the soft hair on my chest, excited me and I ached to be inside of her. All I could think about was f*****g my Samantha until I was sated. With my weight on top of her and my face close to her's, I again saw her eye lids flutter when I spoke to her and called her name. I whispered into her ear what I was going to do to her sweet, sweet p***y, and watched a tear of happiness trickle down her cheek. "Oh baby, don't cry, there's no need to cry," I told her as I kissed the tear from her cheek and maneuvered my knees between her legs, opening them wider and positioning myself to penetrate her. With only the slightest pressure, my large
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