A Dream Come True 3
My hastily inserted pad was soon soaked from Bobby's latest load of sperm. It felt odd between my legs as I walked dreamily down the hallway toward third period, my books clasped to my breasts and my purse draped over one arm. The feelings my Bobby had given me in the locker room hadn't felt odd at all, and my little pussy was still steaming from the orgasms. Knowing that my time as a woman was limited still drifted around in the back of my mind, but I found myself more and more at...