Wishing for Free Use Sluts Ch. 18

"Damn, Mrs. Tlaib," he groaned, pumping his load into me. "I hope I bred you!"

"Me, too," I whimpered, my pussy rippling around his cock. I would be used by him in any way he wanted. "Ooh, you're so big."

"Yep," he growled and erupted into me one last time. "Damn, I am done with classes for the day. You're going to drive me to Freedom Bookstore."

"The adult shop?" I gasped. "Oh, my, yes, yes, if that's how you want to use me! Then let's go!"

He laughed and ripped out of me. I shuddered and rose, his cum spilling down my thighs. I adjusted my hijab and followed him in and his sex slaves. I smiled at my students as they were waiting for the lesson to begin.

"Individual study," I said then walked out of the classroom, so eager to be used by Tony.

To be continued...