"Do you honestly think I could remember someone's face when I teach hundreds of students in a day?" I moved closer to her face and whispered in a low voice, my hands caressing her back as I placed soft kisses around her cheeks, moistening her face with my saliva.
Though with her hushed moans and pleasured countenance, it was evident that she was loving my touch on hers, but somehow, I was feeling she was trying to create some distance between us.
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