His Little Bad Girl

His name is Christian Knolls. He’s thirty-eight. He’s the headmaster of my school. And literally everything about him makes me want to drop to my knees in front of him and worship his body. Every single thought I’ve had since that day in his office has revolved around wanting him to tear my clothes from my body, bend me over his desk, and do every single filthy, depraved thing that he wants to. Her name is Tempest Kensington. She’s eighteen years old. She’s my student. And I want to know what sounds she makes when she comes. I want to know how tight she’d feel as I emptied every drop of my cum deep inside her sweet little pussy.