I've got a bet going on with my friends that I can score the answer sheet from our professor and you better believe I know exactly what I'm doing.
I ask to see you after class, I need you to steer me in the right direct as to what to study for the test tomorrow. I can see you falling under my little spell as I draw your attention from my lips to my cleavage, teasing you like I do best. You're now under my control and I order you to jerk.
But before you can blow, oh would you look at the time! I have to get home! No? You want me to stay? Ok but only if you hand over that answer sheet... Show more