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It's dirty to do this here, in the student council room after everyone's gone for the day. Anyone could walk in, but it doesn't matter when she swings her leg over, sheathing him easily in familiar, overwhelming heat. One hand presses his head to her breast while the other braces herself on his hips, parting her lips so he can just see the gleam of her arousal on his cock as it disappears beneath her. He licks his thumb and rubs it over the bump of her clit as she fucks herself on him. Her head rocks back and her hips move quicker, thrusts becoming jerky as she can't seem to make up her mind which she wants more, his cock or his hand.
His stomach tightens at the feeling of her slick fingers slipping around his shaft. He's so close to coming he can almost taste it, fingers bruising her hips where he's clutching her. Her face is in his face, haloing them with pink. He's dazed by white teeth and cotton candy lip gloss, by the tug of her hands in his hair, by the way she shudders on him, clenching and squeezing. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream as she comes, and when she locks her ankles behind his back and grinds against him, it's all he can do to follow helplessly, legs shaking as he tries instinctively to thrust himself deeper.
Anya smiles down at him breathlessly as he pants against her breasts. There's something familiar in the way she br...