Chapter 688 Our Loophole Virgins:>Ep16

• I had just settled into the call, resigned to enduring an hour's worth of trite and obvious consent commentary prescribed by the university. Kelli crawled into my room on her hands and knees, stark naked. I panicked and froze, but she stayed out of the camera's field of view. I desperately tried to school my features, certain that I was about to be caught. Kelly was on the call too, and I could see the ginger bastard smirking. He knew what was going on.
• She had crawled right up under my desk and, pausing only to wink and make a 'shush' motion, she pulled down my shorts and went to town (ironically, not asking for my consent). She took her time, keeping a slow pace and teasing me. Kelli would give me a series of long strokes where I could feel the back of her throat on me. Just as I was enjoying the rhythm and feeling my balls tighten, she'd stop. Over and over.
• Later, she'd spent a long time squeezing the shaft with her strong hands and licking the purpling head like it was a lollipop. At one point she took her mouth off me entirely and just encircled my scrotum with a thumb and forefinger, stretching the skin tight over the length of my throbbing member. She tugged on my nuts in a gentle rhythm, making my dick wobble and bobble and smack her in the face while she silently giggled.