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Logan didn't expect to find Martina using a kid's toy to play with herself when he went looking for her. He found the freshman he was supposed to be tutoring slick with sweat and desperate for release. Innocent and filthy all at once she begs for it, begs for release from the tensions and the ache between her legs. She's tried and tried but now she needs him to tear her cherry out.

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While he explained the difference between existentialism and classical philosophy, Logan couldn't help checking her out.

Sitting on the bed her head of straight blond hair still only came up to about his nose. Gorgeous toned legs stayed prim and proper as he talked, both feet on the ground and not fidgeting at all. She kept her hands folded neatly on her knees. Her wrap dress gave her enough cleavage that he could see the gentle inner slopes of her perky breasts. Enough he had to wonder if she'd bothered to put on a bra.

Maybe she hadn’t. Maybe she was completely naked under there a breeze teasing between her thighs. Two minutes wasn’t a long time to go from naked and ridding a teddy bear to fully dressed and studying philosophy.

How could she still look so innocent? Her ponytail only gathered the hair at the top of her head and revealed her sweet open face. Those big brown eyes looked completely guileless and sincere.

And then she snapped.

"So, you caught me masturbating!"