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In the middle of a class? Come up to the front… 

Smooches,

⚡️🗼⚡️🧔🏻 Matthew xx

[M4F] HOT TEACHER CATCHES YOU TOUCHING YOURSELF [Teacher] [Makes an example of you] [Pep talk about masturbation] [Class masturbates together] [Guys and girls] [Group orgasms] [Clit Stimulation] [Immersive binaural sound effects] [After care]

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Shadows

Hell no! Firstly I couldn’t finish it, it felt like I needed to be on a watch list. But it got me thinking, back in school I would have walked out of class and being the bad ass rebel I was… gone down the back of the field for a ciggy. Also, I don’t think our boys would have let it happen, I know my boyfriend would have jumped his desk and got at least one in no matter how big the teacher was…

Colette

Desire We are born to desire Every fiber of our beings To desire love, happiness, people, food, sex But we cannot blindly give way Restraint must be practiced in every aspect So much so that we aren’t sure if we remember how to truly feel desire at all Restraint becomes a haze of repetition The colors we saw when we were young are gone, and we become well-oiled machines. All in the name of “success” Or an end goal none of us have actually ever seen But when we are alone and tired We dare to give ourselves a little break Just enough to feel the fleeting hit of pleasure Telling ourselves we won’t stay long But the touch of release begs for more You’re so strong all the time, you do as your expected, you’re the bigger person, you’re mature, you’re hard-working, disciplined, dignified But the touch of release begs for more To no longer flirt with it But give yourself to it Who should I rely on, how should I behave? Am I allowed to let a little bit go? How? But the touch of release begs for more I don’t think I know. Do I truly care? The begs become louder until they are no longer begs, but a naked truth In fear and desperation, I begin to truly feel it Desire Increasingly frantic, that desire takes hold and demands that pleasure and release carry me far from restraint. Momentously, the cloud lifts and it’s so clear. I want it. I need it. Please. It’s the only thing that matters. I don’t want it to end. Leave me in this world of color and clarity. But like a moth to a flame, or Icarus to the sun, I grow closer and closer. Desire envelopes me. Pleasure carries me. It’s burning hot. It’s so intense, tears well up in my eyes. My heart aches. I can breathe. I can feel. I can desire.

Colette

I couldn’t sleep and threw this into my notes app on my phone. It’s just a ramble, but slightly relevant to our activities here on Patreon lmao

Lavender Belle (Jenn)

Heyyy remember me? I’m still here just quieter these days. Loved this one, going back to your roots, hot for teacher lol If I had your class I would have a hard time concentrating on the literature 💜💜

LadyBlue (Katherine)

That was sooo much fun! 🥵💦 Both your hands equals four of mine 🤔🤭 Thank you, beautiful man

Tfizzle

The things I did before during and after this audio 🫠❤️‍🔥🥵. First, I was just gonna have a simple relaxing time but nope! Had to make my bed, get all dressed up, dance in the mirror, lit some ✨special✨ candels, listened, kept switching from newest affirmations and this, after, layed on my bed like a possum, wrote a poem, and writing this with cuffs on as type. Yep. Its a shame for my future someone that they aint here rn. A dang shame smh.