Mystery Mistress 8
You looked back toward Cate, where everyone else was focused. Well, that, and their lunches. With your back slightly turned to Hayley, you noticed Natasha's lunch. It smelled like fish - no, salmon - and looked like some kind of brown rice medley with some veggies mixed in. It made your stomach growl, you were starving. You moaned a little, maybe from your hunger, maybe from your cock being punished for its arousal as Hayley continued caressing your leg.
Then you felt Hayley's face just behind your ear. You forced yourself to not turn around.
"What do you think Cate's wearing under there, T?"
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