Steamy Dreams
"Deepthroat your student's dick. Gag on it, and show me why I pay you."
I did, bobbing faster, my saliva dripping down my chin as he thrust into my mouth. he was shallow at first, then deeper, hitting the back of my throat until tears streamed and I choked willingly. His balls tightened; abs flexed under my roaming hands. "That's it... worship it, teacher."
But he yanked me up mid-gag, spinning me face-down over the desk, my cheek pressed to scattered papers, ass high. My skirt bunched at my waist; he kicked my legs wider. He rolled on the condom swiftly, he was always prepared, the cocky bastard.