A few months into my b-school, we had recruitments for our summer internships which tend to be a stressful time. We were all extremely burnt out by the end of it and it was a relief when we got through.

When I found out I had been placed, I was at the top floor of our faculty blocks. I called my boyfriend at the time up there to tell him the news. He came in shorts and a shirt, and I was pretty happy, so I kissed him in excitement. I noticed his boner, and felt an urge to pleasure him.

I got to my knees and undid his shorts, pulling them down and kissing his cock. I licked the shaft and swirled my length around the tip, using my hands to jerk him off. He moaned and put a hand on the back of my head, pushing me down on that delicious cock. I let him guide my head while I sloppily blew him, making sure to look into his eyes the entire time.

Once he was done, he roughly pulled me off him and pushed me against the wall such that my breasts pressed into the wall and he pulled up my skirt to access my wet cunt. He whispered how wet I was in my ear before softly pushing it in. I held in my gasp so that we wouldn't get heard. He started going harder and clamped a hand over my mouth. Soon enough I was getting jackhammered like a whore in the faculty blocks, until he'd finally had enough and came. I was sweaty and he carried me back to my room.

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