Holly Heart isn't a very good tutor but she fucks great

Holly Heart's tutoring the loser who wants to ace an exam so he can rail sorority girls in college. She's there because she needs cash to wipe out her husband's debt. They stare at each other for five minutes. Books stay closed. She peels her shirt off first. He slides his shorts down. No pretending they care about commas or quadratic equations. Her hand is already tugging on his cock while his fingers find how wet she got just from the decision. She climbs on, slams down, starts riding like rent's due yesterday. They both grunt, sweat, slap skin, lock eyes, and keep fucking the afternoon away on a kitchen table that never saw this kind of use before. Seth forgets midterms. Holly forgets about the bills. They just fuck like the test never existed.