JACK ANDRAM Chapter 3 - Performance Incentive

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Jack has always been a model student but, in recent weeks, he's been getting into all kinds of trouble. I called him into my office to see if anything was wrong. The moment he sat down, I felt a rush of blood surging downward. There was something about the way he looked at me with those trusting, puppy-dog eyes. I reached out, placed my hand on his groin and started to run the palm of my hand over the bulge in his loose-fitting soccer shorts. His dick was rock hard. We stood up and started kissing. I kissed that boy so passionately! The more we kissed, the more I wanted him. I sank to my knees and his dick literally sprang out of his boxers. I sucked him good and hard. I loved pleasuring Jack. It felt so wrong, yet so right. Seconds later, I was leaning over my desk, like a true slut, waiting for this horny twink to stick his stick inside me. It felt like he was tearing me in half. He got real fast, real quick, like a switch flicked and he just wanted to get his rocks off inside me. It made me whimper! I climbed further onto the desk and he really started going for it. It was insane. He got faster and faster and suddenly, almost without warning, he blasted deep inside me. I could tell he was shooting a giant load. I could feel it gushing out of his body.

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