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PROFESSOR'S PET (5)

Author: Victor ellis
last update publish date: 2026-06-16 01:30:30

The student stood there, eyes widening as he saw Professor Kane’s hand under my skirt and the way Jessica was breathing heavily. “Uh… I’ll just… come back later,” he mumbled, but he didn’t move right away. His notebook was on the desk near the front, but he seemed frozen, taking in the whole scene.

Professor Kane pulled his hand away slowly from under my skirt. Jessica quickly buttoned her shirt, her face pale. I sat there, heart pounding so hard I thought everyone could hear it. The air in the
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    The stranger’s fingers dug into my jaw as he waited for my answer. His breath was hot and heavy against my face. The red emergency lights made everything look like a nightmare. “Please,” I whispered, voice shaking. “Just let me go.” He laughed softly, like my fear excited him. “Not yet, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.” His hand moved down again, roughly squeezing my exposed breast. I tried to push him away, but he pinned me harder against the cold elevator wall. Tears kept falling down my cheeks. I felt helpless. The elevator wasn’t moving. No one was coming. He lowered his head and took my nipple into his mouth again, sucking hard enough to hurt. I cried out, struggling as much as I could. My arms pushed at his shoulders. My legs kicked uselessly. He only laughed and pressed his body closer, grinding against me. “You’re making this fun,” he muttered, biting down. “Fight more. I like it.” I kept trying. Twisting, turning, shoving. But he was too strong. His free hand sli

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