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Student Life — part 5
Dealing with the day before…
I woke up on Saturday morning not feeling well-rested at all, and clearly remembering what I’d done. I’d spent what seemed at least half the night partially awake, and trying desperately not to think about it. Trying to think about anything else. My normal go-to would have been one of the videos on my phone, but that sort of thing was certainly not what I needed right now. I needed a hug and someone to wipe away the tears, but couldn’t see where those were going to come from.
Humping Connor. Deep-throating him. Him face-fucking me. Licking my cum off his trainer. Having multiple orgasms while he stood — once again fully dressed — and laughed at me wiping my own pussy juices all over my face, boobs, body and hair. Crap, oh crap! I’d certainly acted the slutty exhibitionist, even if I was denying being one.
What the hell was wrong with me? I’d had to do a certain amount of that to get the permission needed to give him a blowjob, but I’d gone way beyond that. And if only I’d received that mission earlier in the evening before he’d masturbated, twice! In that case, I could probably have been in and out of his room within ten minutes and left him being grateful for it, rather than playing with me.
I thought of myself as a pretty normal person, but now I was wondering if that was the case…
