Sins Of The Flesh: A Taboo Collection
“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you? About your married professor using your tight little cunt in his office.”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered, ashamed of how true it was.
He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped, rising onto my toes. He was thicker than I remembered, stretching me as he slowly pumped them in and out.
“You’re going to rewrite the second plagiarized section tonight,” he said calmly, as if he wasn’t finger-fucking me over his desk. “But first, you’re going to earn it.”
He withdrew his fingers and brought them to my lips. I sucked them clean without being told, tasting myself on his skin. The act felt even dirtier this time.
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