Hadley Viscara – Hadley Viscara, Jessy Jones

I came upon my buddy, Jessy, hitting up Hadley in the hallway. As usual, she was looking fantastic – she has that kind of innocent-but-secretly-dirty look, you know? At a moment’s notice she could go from regular college girl to insatiable vixen. Not to mention that body… Natural tits, real curves, hips that you could just grab onto and pound away… At first it seemed like she was interested in letting Jessy join her for a sexy study session, but he must have done something wrong because as soon as I turned up, her enthusiasm died. Poor guy fucked up bad, and probably doesn’t even know what he did! She just straight up cold-shouldered him when he was at half-mast. For no reason! I try to cheer Jessy up a little bit, but he’s distracted as usual. No idea what gets into his head sometimes… She was gone for a while, and I think the poor shmuck was hoping she’d come back– Wait? What? She sent you a picture? Hey! Let me see that fucking thing!