Forbidden Lecture: My Professor's Secret Craving
Tears prickled at the corner of her eyes from the intensity, her pussy fluttering around him.
“Rule number four. You don't talk about this with anyone.”
His fingers pumped faster now. “Are we clear?” he demanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
The pleasure was too much for her, so she nodded frantically as the coil in her belly wound tighter.
“Use your words, Aria,” he ordered, thrusting deeper with force.
“Yes!” she blurted out.
“Good girl.” His praise sent a fresh wave of heat through her.
He added a fourth finger, stretching her pussy to its limits, fucking her harder and faster than before, his palm slapping against her clit with each plunge.