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Surprisingly, I didn't mind being in such a submissive position...it was actually kind of hot. I pouted when Asuma told me I had to take his shirt off first, but then grinned at the opportunity. If you're going to do something, do it right, right? I crawled toward him on all fours, "Fine, sensei." I respond seductively. Once reaching him I stand up. Asuma had at least one foot on me, but I didn't mind.
I ran my hands up Asuma's shirt, exploring his big, burly chest. He was so fucking muscular, it made my cock drip even more. I sniffed his shirt, he had such a musky scent, it was driving me insane. I located his nipples and sucked them through his shirt. They were huge! But I would expect nothing less from Asuma-sensei. I took the bottom of his shirt into my mouth and slowly raised the shirt over his head, taking it off. I looked at him with the shirt in my mouth and a smile on my face like a dog to his owner.
"Can I have it now Asuma-sensei?" I ask him with another slutty look on my face.
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