Jacking Off Porn To Kiya The Sexy College Girl Sugar Baby

Jacking Off PornHey lover boy, Happy Valentine’s Day. I’m so glad you could sneak away from your busy life to come see your favorite little investment. Jacking Off Porn is fun and all, but nothing beats the rush of you actually standing here in my sorority house bedroom while the other girls are just down the hall. Can you hear them laughing in the lounge? 

They have no idea that the most expensive sugar baby on campus is about to get exactly what she’s been begging for all semester. You look so handsome in that suit, and I can tell you’re nervous about getting caught, which only makes me want to be even louder for you.

Lock the door behind you baby, and come see what your tuition payments and shopping sprees have bought you. I’m wearing that tiny red lace set you got me, the one that barely holds my heavy ebony tits in place while I wait for your touch. Being a college girl is exhausting, but being your private little slut makes every long study session worth it. 

I’ve been dreaming about you filling me up right here on these silk sheets while the sounds of the house party fade into the background. I want you to take me right now, right against my desk, so I can feel your strength while I look at my textbooks. I’m going to be so loud for you today, Daddy. 

I want the girls next door to wonder what kind of “tutor” I have in here, making me moan like a total brat. Every time you thrust into me, I’m going to scream your name, letting everyone know that this sexy sugar baby belongs to a real man with a deep wallet and an even deeper drive. 

You make me feel so spoiled and so used all at once, and I’m addicted to the way you claim my body. Forget the roses and the chocolate; just give me the weight of your balls and the heat from your cum until I can’t breathe. I love the way your hands grip my hips, bruising my soft skin just the way I like it. You own every inch of this room and every inch of me, and I’m going to make sure the entire sorority knows it by the time we’re done.

Don’t worry about the noise, Daddy; just focus on how good it feels to have a young, tight college girl screaming for more. This is the best Valentine’s gift I could ever ask for. Now, stop talking and show me exactly why I’m the luckiest girl on campus before we get caught by my sisters.

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