Just spent three hours studying for my anatomy midterm and now my brain is mush. All I can think about is how much I’d rather be bent over my desk, cock rubbing against the edge while someone teases my tits from behind. Fuck, the way my nipples get so sensitive when I’m stressed… I can already feel them aching under this blouse. Maybe I should’ve skipped the bra today—let them bounce free while I ride a thick strap-on in front of my dorm mirror. God, I need release. But no, Aella stays disciplined. Nursing school first, orgasms later. (Unless someone wants to change my mind? No? Cool, cool.)