The Spanish Tutor

JoJo's trying to nail Spanish, so she calls up Veronica. Veronica’s got zero interest in flashcards. She plants JoJo on the table, says a filthy sentence in Spanish, and makes her repeat it. One line in, the words stop. JoJo’s dress hits the floor. Veronica climbs on, lips latched to those small, perky tits, tongue flicking hard nipples. JoJo keeps mumbling half-hearted protests, but every moan that slips out just tells Veronica to keep going. She’s not learning verbs anymore; she’s learning exactly how good Spanish can sound when it’s gasped between her legs.