Young Muslim Woman Experiences Intense Massage With Emotional Release (amateur Asian Session, Includes Slapping And Tears)

This class is boring anyway.”
They turned to leave, laughing as they shoved each other, starting to head to the door. The intimacy of it—the way Tiffany’s fingers brushed against her most vulnerable place—made her chest ache, but she didn’t stop her. Her body betrayed her, a wetness spreading despite the revulsion churning in her gut. Jenny’s legs shook, her hands sliding against the tiles as she tried to keep herself upright. She hated herself for it—for the way her body had responded, for the way she couldn’t stop crying, for the way she felt so utterly broken. The orgasm had been sharp, intense, and it left her skin tingling, her nerves still buzzing. No harm in that.”
“The school is closed. Just… go home, Tiffany. Jenny softened her tone.