“Max, how about you come to my house, and we study and get caught up I mean it shouldn’t be that hard, it’s just a stupid film class,” I asked in annoyance. Molly, “why in the hell would I come to your home? I don’t even know you like that, and it’s not just a stupid film class; this is my passion. “I’m not a serial killer, and sorry I didn’t know it meant that much to you, I responded. “Yeah it means a whole lot, and I don’t know if you’re a serial killer or not cause I don’t know you!” he sighed through a smile “well get to know me, Max, maybe that would work instead of you being a difficult jerk.” I could tell Max wanted me, and it was causing a nervous sexual tension. I get so irritated by Max because instead of telling me how he feels, he just chooses to behave like a fucking douche. I have cooked up a plan to get over this hump that will not fail. “Max, I really think that we should get more serious about this project and by we, I mean me, I told him. I want you to come over to my house, and I will take everything serious no more funny business or slacking. Max fell for the bait I told him to meet me at my house a few hours later. I got myself looking super fucking hot and tasty, and I got all my toys ready because I had a feeling Max wasn’t only interested in fucking me no, I got the impression that Max wanted to be fucked as well. When Max got to my house, I let him in and played his study game for a while. My pussy was soaking wet thinking about what I had planned. I am a girl who likes guys that can take a big hard cock in their asshole. I was so right about Max too he, and I had one of the best nights. I know you want to know every detail of what happened so I think you should give me a call. I may even get the chance to fuck your brains out.
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