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The 15-Minute Pussy service Challenge.DON'T CUM TILL I SAY SO!Sit down. Spread your legs. I want you wide open so I can see exactly how you react to my voice. Strip everything off. No distractions. Just you, your bed, and the clock. We have exactly fifteen minutes. If you cum before the final second, you have failed me. You are going to learn how to crave my instructions like you crave the air in your lungs. Look at the timer. We begin now.Phase One (Minutes 0–5)0:00 – 2:30 (Two minutes and 30 seconds)Keep your hands away from your lap. I want you to start at your neck. Drag your fingertips down slowly over your collarbones. Spend the next two minutes tracing every inch of your upper body. Imagine those are my teeth grazing your skin instead of your own nails. Move lower. Circle your breasts. Keep your touch as light as a whisper, tracing the curve until your nipples are hard and aching for a squeeze. Do not touch the nipples yet. Just the heat surrounding them.It’s time!2:30 –

Maya didn't argue even if she was trembling. She stood by the bed and slowly slid the lace of her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them, standing completely naked in the middle of the office. She couldn't see Professor Jerome’s eyes devouring her, but she could feel the heat of his gaze. "Is this how it’s taught, Sir?" she asked softly. "Yes, Maya... ahhh... fuck," Jerome groaned. He was staring at the way her soft skin caught the light. "Sit! The bed is behind you." Maya reached back until her calves hit the mattress. She sat down, her hands resting nervously on her thighs. Jerome stepped between her knees. He looked down at her innocence and felt like his head was going to explode. "Maya," he started, his voice thick. "Do you even know what a dick is?" Maya’s face turned bright red. Her sightless eyes looked toward the floor. "Sir... do you mean to say a penis?" Jerome let out a dark, hungry smile. "Yes. But 'penis' is for small ones. The capable ones, the ones that r

Jerome stepped out into the hallway, it was a new day . But the morning air didn't cool him down. These blind beauties were everywhere, their sightless eyes and soft, vulnerable bodies making his cock surge against his zipper again. He sometimes wondered if the other teachers felt this constant itch, this hunger to claim every specimen in the building. He didn't care he was the head here and he school was his hunting ground. He stood for a moment, listening to the echoes of the grand building, savoring the way the girls moved by touch and sound, completely unaware of how closely he was watching their every curve.He walked toward a secluded wing of the academy, a place where the hallways were narrow and the shadows were deep. The air here was cooler, smelling of old stone and floor wax. That’s when he heard the light tap of a cane. Tipp... tapp... tipp... tapp. He saw her—a petite girl with long hair, walking quickly toward a storage area. She was alone. Her head was tilted as if lis

Jerome didn't say another word. He grabbed Daisy by her waist and spun her around. He pressed her chest flat against the cold, hard wood of the teacher’s desk. Her skirt was already hiked up, and her bare, wet pussy was sticking out, shining in the dim light of the lab. Behind them, thirty blind students sat perfectly still, listening to the recording of the biology lecture. They had no idea their favorite classmate was being turned into a living lesson."Stay flat, Daisy," Jerome growled. He leaned over her, his large chest pressing into her back. "Hands on the edge of the desk. Grip it tight. I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll feel in your bones."Daisy’s fingers searched for the edge of the wood. She gripped it until her knuckles turned white. "Mmm... yes, Sir... ohhh... mmm... please..."Jerome reached down and grabbed his cock. It was back to full strength, a dark, heavy rod that throbbed with every heartbeat. He rubbed the wet head against her opening, smearing her own juice

Drave didn't move to fill her yet. Instead, he leaned over her trembling form, his massive chest hovering just inches from her back. He gripped his cock, which was weeping with hot pre-cum, and began to rub the broad, velvet head against her opening.He pushed the tip in just a tiny bit—only an inch—before pulling it back out to swirl around her clit. He was faking a slow pace, teasing her hole with shallow dips that only made her ache for more."Ohhh! Aah! Mmm... yes! Right there!" Grace wailed into the pillow. Her hips were bucking wildly, trying to catch the thick rod and pull it all the way inside. She had forgotten every resistance. "Ohhh... mmm... please... it's so hot... ugh... yes!"Drave stayed silent. He kept the rhythm agonizingly slow. He would dip the head in and then pull away just as she tried to clamp down on him. He wanted her to break. He wanted the "proper" Mrs. Grace to beg for the very thing she was supposed to be afraid of."Please... ohhh... mmm... put it in! Pl