Sitting on her abdomen, I wiped my cock over and between her tits. She bled more, and a puddle was forming on the floor, drop by drop. Mature sex Most of them looked scared, but one was being very forceful. My fingers slid in easily. Of course, the lab at this hour only housed a few computer nerds running on caffeine, battling each other with “plus ten swords” and such. The dress stayed around her lower back, but drooped further up. I instantly sprang half a hard on at the sight. I dragged the mop and empty bucket back to the janitorial closet. “Sorry,” Sophie said, “I can’t stand puke.” Sophie left without another word. As I entered, my gaze instinctively moved to Casey’s stall. I could’ve sworn I had brought it with me out of the bathroom, but it was nowhere to be found. I didn’t bother to clean Casey’s stall. Casey heaved twice more, but couldn’t seem to puke. I tore off my clothes in anticipation, and knelt beside
