Claimed By My Lecturer
I’d saved one photo of her from the department’s online student showcase and night after night, I’d jerked off to that picture.
So when the opportunity fell into my lap, her naked on my desk, legs spread, begging me not to ruin her future, I didn’t hesitate.
That first night wasn’t how I wanted our first real meeting to go.
I’d pictured something more romantic, maybe dinner somewhere, then having slow sex until she was trembling under me because she wanted to be there, not because she had to.
But the second she dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth, my restraint shattered.
“Fuck,” I’d groaned, fingers tightening in her hair. “Just like that, Sophia… deeper.”
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