Many women had left, but those that remained knew that despite her humiliation, or perhaps because of it, Kim was just as turned on by what she’d seen as they were. Noticing the increasing competition, Kim quickly moved to the front of the class, stepping close to Guy with a pouty expression. making me sexier for you.” Giggling half-convincingly, she pushed open the door a little more, giving Guy an unobstructed look at her curves. Squirt sprayed past Guy’s fingers where he’d touched her, reaching past hanging guts to gently stroke Kim’s clit. Then, of course, were those who had never left. Once secure, he wasted no time before starting. Her face looked like the victim of abuse, bruising around the bridge of her nose, redness tinging the edges of her tearful eyes. The instructor was telling her class to ignore him, remove him from their minds. In her posture, he could only see her face as she tilted it up to watch him, her slightly spread legs trembling despite all their strength.
