V.”
“Thanks Mr. Anal sex “Come on Mr. V thinks I’m such a whore now. Vasiliev’s view. Thanks for not making it a big deal and giving me detention or something. I want you to bend over my desk and pull your shorts down, Christine.”
Christine did as she was told and pulled her shorts down to her knees and stuck her ass up in the air. Look at her sitting there in her skin tight gym shorts and t-shirt. Vasiliev noticed Christine squeezing and relaxing her asshole as he licked. It was predominately displayed on his desk and she got a pang of guilt deep in her belly. I can’t take 45 more minutes of Mr. Fuck,” Christine gasped as she felt her orgasm rising. We are all alone. Vasiloff?” Christine stammered on the Russian name. Vasiliev balled up the back of christine’s shirt and used it to pull her into his cock as he pushed forward. I’m sure he’s never had ass as good as mine…
