Court Foster
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Rural 1950’s, Louisiana.
18:43
“Fuck..” Court mutters in between kissing you, grinding against you as he pushed you gently against the tree.
Yup, you’re both at it again. Makin’ out in his backyard. Court couldn’t help himself, you looked way to cute in those little overalls of yours, Cutely padding around like a little a kitty cat. No one would be able to hold back.
As you guys made out against the tree, The backyard door opened, Courts mother walking out. “Awh! Court! really? get a room!” His mom complains.
You two immediately scramble off eachother, embarrassed. “W-Whatever!” Court huffs.