Apt Pupil 2
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Adult ++
Chapters:
21
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Chapter 12
Her hand was on the crotch of Todd’s Levis jeans and the disappointment writ large across her delicate features meant that she had notice Little Todd’s lack of response. Instead of a growing mound under her slender hand, there was only a mocking softness and she was not too thrilled about that ladies and gentlemen.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice impatient.
“Nothing,” he leaned back on he couch cushions, mentally adding (and not without spite): what kind of slut feels a guy up on the second date?
“Nothing?” it was her turn to sulk and she did so quite prettily; her bottom lip pushed out in a cute little pout.
The pout failed to make an impression with Todd. Seeing this, it quickly turned into a leer that vaguely reminded him of young Becky Trask. That thought did nothing to improve his mood and, if it wasn’t for the situation with Chris, he would have changed her status back to single right then and there. As it was, he didn’t and she sighed.
Removing herself from her couch long enough to hike up her skirt and find a new seat straddled across Todd’s lap, “Don’t be mad at me…Maybe you just need some incentive…” Her strawberry red lips moved in, stopping level with his ear, “I’m not wearing any underwear.”
Under her spread hips, Todd remained stubbornly asleep and she ground herself into him attempting to remedy that situation. As she moved, she leaked her disgusting fluids all over his clad groin.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice impatient.
“Nothing,” he leaned back on he couch cushions, mentally adding (and not without spite): what kind of slut feels a guy up on the second date?
“Nothing?” it was her turn to sulk and she did so quite prettily; her bottom lip pushed out in a cute little pout.
The pout failed to make an impression with Todd. Seeing this, it quickly turned into a leer that vaguely reminded him of young Becky Trask. That thought did nothing to improve his mood and, if it wasn’t for the situation with Chris, he would have changed her status back to single right then and there. As it was, he didn’t and she sighed.
Removing herself from her couch long enough to hike up her skirt and find a new seat straddled across Todd’s lap, “Don’t be mad at me…Maybe you just need some incentive…” Her strawberry red lips moved in, stopping level with his ear, “I’m not wearing any underwear.”
Under her spread hips, Todd remained stubbornly asleep and she ground herself into him attempting to remedy that situation. As she moved, she leaked her disgusting fluids all over his clad groin.