Alan Sterling was an epitome of sex on sticks.Scratch that, he was the whole meal itself, the temptation she had resisted for years, the reason she had touched herself for the first time in college.And now, he sat cross-legged in an executive seat, those powerful thighs that had thrust in between her legs last night covered in tailored pants.Fucking shit.Those eyes were darker today, more prominent against the black shirt he had donned with the first few buttons open,And those hands that had slid upwards and found her nipples hard and panting for him, and then grazed down to her throbbing wetness...Last night, Kate had been a vixen, dripping wet for her professor, and the evidence was in the red panties before her.Hell, just gazing at him made her wet again, but Kate swallowed hard, forcing her legs to move."I don't know what you are talking about, Professor."Those words slipped off her tongue even before she could think about it, and perhaps if it were someone else, they wou
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