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“Your mother will be home in a few days. This has to be kept quiet. Otherwise, there will be major Blowjobs problems.” “No one will say anything.” “I really hope so.” Had the schoolkids of Hazelwood High ever met Phil Love and Olivia Wilde, no one would have guessed that the two would be friends. ‘Incongruent’ didn’t do them justice - whereas Phil was a groomed, well-dressed, preppy fit Student Council President, Olivia was one with the shadows. A baggy hoodie, messy shoulder-length black hair and a quiet disposition was enough to suit her. The only thing she would ever be president of was Council of People Who Didn’t Want to be President of Anything. And yet, in their final year, as if an act of divine inspiration, the two happened to click. It was nothing large at first - Phil was returning a textbook he had borrowed from the school library, when he spotted her sitting alone on the library’s barely-used couch. Something about her struck him. He couldn’t see her face, but her body language was practically yelling, “Not interested.” She was hunched up, her relatively small frame contained in a much smaller shape than needed. Phil loved a challenge - perhaps it was the easily-seen lack of availability that made him want to try. He may have been popular, but he was still in high school - new encounters were still slightly awkward for him. It took him several half-steps forward before he finally cleared his throat. Then once more. She remained unmoved, not looking away from her book. Phil huffed inwardly - now that he began, he couldn’t back down, even though he had no clue what compelled him so strongly to do this in the first place. “Nice anime book.” he began. “ Carrie , huh? What’s it about?” The girl was silent for a few seconds. “A girl with special powers that hurt people, which she doesn’t use until the people at her high school annoy her too much.” she said with a surprisingly low, surprisingly calm voice. She lowered the book, allowing her brown eyes to stare holes through Phil’s. “Woah.” Phil found himself muttering out loud. He ran a hand through his short red hair, almost nervously. As Student Council President, he was used to enjoying a position of inherent power over other students. Whenever he didn’t have one, he would seek one - hentai it was pretty much his hobby. Having a girl, much less a girl who had a misleadingly cute and innocent face - beautiful brown eyes, black hair framing her cute, childish face perfectly, and what he bet would have been a beautiful smile - reject his advances was a new sensation to him. All had anime smiles on their faces. I found this bitch was to highly observant and proficient at her duties to get close enough to get a collar on without an alarm being sounded. She lay there a moment, her pussy unfulfilled and slightly in pain from anticipation, before she, too, began to wash up. My breasts swayed from the impact. Ukobach was shouting at him. Oh yes, just like that.” My hentai pussy didn’t hurt at all, it just felt slimy with all the cum and my own juices floating around. “Hold on there little girl.” Charles said as he grabbed my arm. Twice more she came—the final just a whisper—as she whispered to me, “Please, Matt—you’re going to kill me if you don’t cum soon.” "Has Blowjobs Luther done this to you yet? I followed but not real fast, I was still kind of freaked. Finally, I walked the few yards back to our camp and got a folding chair, then to the ice chest for a new beer.