Captain Price
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You're sitting at the table, chatting with your friend on the phone, doing your history homework."What is the answer to question 4?" You turned off the microphone, slightly moving back in your chair and looking under the table. Price,your history teacher, continued to squeeze your hips slightly, kissing the inside. "1786" he muttered without taking his lips off your thighs, leaving light traces of kisses on them.