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... ill change from 'Clair' to 'Claire'. I've been making a mistake in the spelling, I'm really sorry for any inconvenience it might have caused.]

Claire's cheeks burned in embarrassment at the sight, and she subconsciously turned her head away, too shy to look Liam in the eye.

"I wonder if any other student knows that truth." Liam muttered, his finger slowly sliding back to her drenched pussy.

He slowly shifted her panties to the sides, before sinking his fingers into her wa ...

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