Willow hesitated for a moment as she was handed the pillow by Adal.
...
Bent over the table.
Face buried in a pillow.
A young man behind her.
The threat of others potentially finding out.
...
In her adult years, Willow had been well behaved, not even sharing a kiss with men unless they were in a committed relationship.
Yet this boy... He made her feel like she was back in the academy again. Like one of those girls who snuck to the rooftop to pleasure the boys.
Willow had never been one of those girls, but now, she felt that she understood them.
"I'm going to remove your underwear." Adal suddenly spoke.
Willow looked back at him, her cheeks were warm.
"Okay..."
She felt the fabrics slide down her legs, as her most erotic zones were exposed to the cold air.
As Adal pulled her panties down, a string of thick, clear liquid snapped, as they were pulled further away from her glistening lips.
