I might get addicted to the feeling of being just a tool for him to cum. [FM]

Today my outfit was a nice pair of wide suit pants but with nothing other than a black lacy bralette and a dress shirt barely held together by one button. He commented on the outfit earlier in the day but didn’t ask anything else. Tonight we were studying in the library together, and he was pretty distracted and kinda upset when I told him I had to log into a zoom meeting. He looked pretty restless so I left the meeting a little early blaming “connection issues” (turning off my wifi lol) and we left. He seemed so impatient even though his evening lecture was in 30 minutes. Hmm. Plenty enough time.

We went to that one nice bathroom in the basement of one of the newer buildings. It has a bench in it for some reason lmao, very convenient. We were just making out like usual, me straddling him and him with his hands on my waist and ass. A lot of wholesome little cuddles in between the making out. But he’s so much more possessive today.