บททั้งหมดของ The Slaved Virgin Offering: บทที่ 1001 - บทที่ 1010

Usually, it was to complain the score was too low and start arguing over the essay, which unlike the formal questions, didn't have absolute rights or wrongs and were more subjective.On occasions if the student could push their points and explain how they came to them, Miranda and other professors would boost the final score a few points. In most cases that few points would help their GPA and Miranda was happy to do it, if they put up a good thought provoking counterpoint to her initial opinion.Other times it was, as she was currently involved in, asking for a letter of recommendation for those continuing their education in professions that required additional years.But for some, the reason for their visit, and the results of the conversation, had far more important implications. Miranda had a feeling Tristan's was going to be one of those.It would be far from her first, nor would it be her last, as University of Florida would be a new school, but the same job. Sometimes Miranda co

She bobbed her head, her eyes rolling back as she sucked while his cum dripped down her face and slid over her tits to land on her stomach and thighs."That's it, suck it," Tristan moaned, grabbing her hair and shoving his cock balls deep down her throat. "You really needed this didn't you, Professor?""Hmm!" she agreed as she noisily slurped on his still hard dick."Needy, desperate, and pathetic," he whispered pulling his cock from between her lips. "Look at you, middle aged woman on her knees with cum on her face. Taking advantage of a student and trading a grade for a fuck, having me pretend I really want your used up cunt, and not just doing what I have too."Even at the end of a hot dream her misgivings had risen to bite her in the ass. Dream Tristan's derision was her subconscious self-loathing making itself known in the midst of her forbidden passion.Yet the imagery of the dream up until those last few seconds had her so wet her panties peeled from her sticky flesh when she'd

Now, all these years later, she could add experience to her unfortunately long unused skills and knew she could suck Tristan's dick far better than any of the little tarts he'd been with."You okay, Professor?""Oh, sorry" Miranda blinked. She'd been having a damn moment right in front of him, her mind once again making it clear which direction she wanted this to go. "I've been working late."She continued as she sat down across from him, leaning back in the chair so he'd still have a good view of her chest."I wanted the class to have their exams early. That way if anyone has any questions or concerns, we have some time to discuss it.""Perfect," he gave her a nervous smile. "Because I'd like to discuss mine."This would be exactly what the depraved part of her had hoped would be the case. Tristan had been hovering around a high C all semester and needed to score in the mid-eighties on the final to get a B one for his final grade.Unfortunately, his grade came out to 78, but she bump

Go out with a bang."Why do you ask?""Because," Miranda rose from her chair, and closing the laptop unplugged it. "I thought of a way you could get that A."She handed him the laptop. "Put that on the chair behind you, please."He took it, and did as she asked, his face breaking out in a hopeful smile."Seriously?""I wouldn't joke about this." She picked up the phone and leaning over put it on the floor so the surface of the desk was completely clear."That's great!" He clapped his hands. "What do you want me to do?"Miranda took a deep breath."Honey," she popped open the top button of her blouse. "You're going to do me."Chapter Four"What did you say?" Tristan's green eyes went wide."You need something from me, and baby," she flicked her tongue across her red lips. "You have something I want."She continued unbuttoning her shirt while watching Tristan's eyes follow the motion. He had a look of disbelief on his face that she'd find funny under other circumstances, but right now s

He pumped his fingers harder and faster, his lips seeking, and finding hers once more. Tristan shook his hand side to side and even over the breathy whimper she released into his mouth she could hear the wet squishing sounds they made in her sloppy wet cunt.She gasped when he added a third finger, thrusting all three knuckles deep. He was taking her comment about not being easy to heart and she wasn't complaining. His fingers explored her, and he switched to roughly sucking the tender flesh of her other thigh, causing Miranda to consider that request.Tristan was big, powerfully built, and had already displayed not only a rough touch, but slapping her breasts was something she'd never had done, and showed he really was the bad boy with the sweet side.His cock felt as big as she'd imagined through his jeans and in a moment that caused her cunt to contract around his probing fingers, she realized she going to get it put to her the way she had in her dreams.And she was going to love e