𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾

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𝖣𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌
𝖧𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗒
𝖶𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋
𝖸𝗈𝗎
-𝖽.𝗃

One hand was grabbing my hair, while the other one was on my hip guiding me on to him. Pants and moans filled the room.

I was currently in my supervisors office having sex with said supervisor. It was honestly so irresponsible of me to be doing it with my supervisor, but I gave zero fucks.

I couldn't help but clench around him when I felt a stinging sensation hit my ass. I liked it. A lot. His thrust became faster as I neared my orgasm.

Soon enough my legs were shaking and cum was running down my leg. His thrust became more sloppier after that making me think he was about to near his end.

I was right. He came soon after. His load shooting far into me. It felt nice and warm in me. It reminded me of when he fucked my mouth not long before.

He slumped over giving my back light kisses. I knew that this was just a quickie, but I couldn't help appreciate them.

Sebastian or Mister Sanchez was strict. Oh no, not to my whole cabin. Just me. I didn't mind though. No, I just thought it made him hotter. Which meant better sex. Which meant I got an orgasm.

He soon pulled out to put his clothes back on. I turned back around admiring the view. The marks laid on his chest like stars in the sky. Before I could admire him anymore he lent down pressing a kiss to my lips.

"I'll see you later Monica," his voice laced with tiredness. He left the office before I could speak my mind.

I was speechless. I knew we didn't talk and this was risky, but I expected something besides a few words. Which by the way made me feel shit about myself.

I never saw him later.

I couldn't help but stalk his page when I returned to Chicago. His page had photos of his friends. I recognized them from when they visited the camp. It wasn't often when the did though.

Apparently Sebastians dad was super strict and didn't want them around. I caught them sneaking out of his cabin when I was at the lake. They were swaying. Either they were dancing or they were drunk, probably the latter.

The pictures didn't shock me. Most of them were just them drinking or at some type of party. All of his captions were shitty. So shitty that I had to comment on them.

"we love shitty captions😍"

oh shit.

I just fucked up.

I deleted the comment so fast flash ain't have nothing on me. I hope he didn't see it.

I decided that it was time for bed. So I turned my phone off while putting it on the charger for tomorrow.

Before bed I wanted a bedtime snack. When I left my bedroom it was darker then I expected. By the time I got to the actual kitchen I stubbed my toe at least five times. No joke.

I grabbed my cookies before making my way back to my room. Where my phone was lit up. May I remind you that I turned my phone off. So there has to be a ghost wandering around.

Inspecting my phone I couldn't help seeing the little message I got.

Good to know your stalking my page love 💕

𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾😩🤚

𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀~ 𝗇𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗒
𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍~ 𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾

4-8-2021
𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾

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