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St. Monica's School For Girls

************ Disclaimer!!! Before you start reading this book.... THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even. If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY. Moving on... No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author. Please, Take Note: This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise. Read on!!

Golden_Essence · LGBT+
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117 Chs
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#DARK
#SLICEOFLIFE
#CAMPUS
#SMUT
#YURI
#YAOI
#TWISTED

Jenna's Cousin

The blonde bombshell bounded up the steps to St. Monica's School for Girls. Her unusually large breasts bouncing up and down and side-to-side like small cantaloupes trapped in a bra. Her petite frame and figure were identical to Jenna, except her breasts were even LARGER than Jenna's. With an easy pull she opened the large heavy wooden front door to the school and walked in.

Her firm tight ass swayed easily from side-to-side and each step caused her short navy mini to flip at the ends as she walked. Navy colored pumps with four-inch heels echoed each confident step, as the perky nineteen-year-old sauntered toward the school office.

"Hello," she bubbled to the school secretary, "I'm Jane. I'm here to see Jenna Tarp. She's my cousin."