Twisted Temptation
A shiver ran through me, my pussy clenching around nothing as I imagined it – being fucked over his desk, his students waiting outside, clueless that their professor was destroying me inside.
He pulled his sweatpants down just enough to free his thick cock, rubbing the tip through my soaked folds teasingly.
“Please, sir,” I whispered, desperate for him to fill me.
“Please what?” he asked, sliding just the head inside before pulling out again.
“Please…fuck me.”
That earned a dark chuckle. “Good girl.”
Without warning, he slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed, my cheek pressing against the cold wallpaper as he began pounding into me relentlessly. The cheap bed creaked behind us with