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(I am pov called Xavier the Great, and I suckmebitch can help you.) the voice said. Suddenly povcumatsuckmebitch, Candace found strength she didn pov't know she had. She managed to get to her feet and, wobbling the her entire way, leave the gym. As soon as she was out, she was scooped into the pov arms of a young man, who carried her her weakened body away. She didn cum't at know cum on her she'd fallen asleep povcumatsuckmebitch until she woke up, feeling very stiff. A hand pov lifted her head, and warm liquid flowed into her mouth. She drank thirstily. Slowly, but steadily, she began to feel better. After maybe an hour, she felt more human than wood, so she tried out her limbs. Well her, they weren't back to normal at, but she felt good enough to try to stand up. She pov hadn't noticed the light pov blanket until it slipped from her shoulder. She glanced around, but found pov no one. Most of her at clothes lay in a pile in the corner, but cum on her the panties cum on her remained on her hips. This, at least, made pov her at feel that her her benefactor, whether real or imagined, was at suckmebitch least trustworthy enough not to try to rape her while she slept. Strangely, she found she really didn't want to re-don the her cheerleading outfit. She videos found a white shirt and some drawstring pants in the suckmebitch closet. She had to roll them up suckmebitch so she wouldn't end up walking the cum on her excess cum length off pov, but cum she got them on. The shirt was at a short-sleeve, button cum-up shirt with no collar. She put on her suckmebitch own shoes and socks on, and as at she looked at povcumatsuckmebitch herself in the mirror, she felt very sexy. She'd never dared wear sexy clothes before, except for her cheerleader pov outfit pov, which she'd never dared pov wear in front of her Fundamentalist mother. For her mother, she'd worn the povcumatsuckmebitch wind povcumatsuckmebitch pants povcumatsuckmebitch and povcumatsuckmebitch jacket that the cheerleaders wore on cold at days suckmebitch, and was cum eternally grateful that all of the pov games went on while her suckmebitch mother was at work suckmebitch, and her mother only took pov Sundays off. Even better, her mother thought that television and things of that nature were evil, and so at would never have anyone record the game for her. Candace was very much the rebel, who wanted a povcumatsuckmebitch normal life, away povcumatsuckmebitch from her povcumatsuckmebitch everybody's-going-to-hell-unless-they-suffer-through-their-whole pov-damn-life mother. She was going to have that crazy woman committed as soon as she could do so suckmebitch without being put videos in foster care.

"For suckmebitch the same reason cum on her you'll soon be doing it, Candy."

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"Daphne?" someone asked. She turned and found Jasmine Plaidy, one of the recipients of her cum on her notes. "I hardly recognized you pov without povcumatsuckmebitch the trendy outfits."

(Yes, and pov it's only first period. Now, if you'll net that nice pov-looking foreign exchange cum on her student, I'd be most appreciative, my pet cum on her.) Daphne would obey, of course. That much, Xavier knew for a fact. After all, he povcumatsuckmebitch himself had cum programmed her povcumatsuckmebitch.

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