'She is squirting?'
Watching the erotic screen of her assistant squirting with Max's huge cock inside, the Provost let out an ecstatic moan of her own.
Her expression was as naughty as it could get. Biting her lips, with pure dirty eyes that revealed her innermost desires.
Her legs gave in as she quivered one last time. Bliss filled her whole body and she let go of the big dildo she had embedded inside her asshole.
"Hmmmmmmm!!"
—
Minutes later. In his dorm room.
After the bliss finally wore off, Max stood with his dormant dick swinging between his legs and began untying the unconscious Instructor.
On the bed, Sloane lay weakly, curled up with an evident look of exhaustion. Not minding the trail between her thighs.
Max sighed, lifting up the Instructor and placing her on the bed.
Gazing at both ladies, his lips crept to form a proud smile.
'Perhaps we could go again.'
