Dr. Townes stares hungrily at me, stroking his cock on my twin mattress. Never had I ever met a man with a sex drive so high. It's like each second he isn't having sex, he is vibrating in place. You'd have thought in 41 years you would have learned some patience. I sneer at his

anxious, desperate behavior. I was really the anxious one. Our mid-morning quickies and late-night

meetups made me feel alive. Taking the hottest man on campus, making him submit and begging me to let him come was unlike anything on this planet.

However, physically, stretching his tight ass made me sweaty and exhausted.

What girl doesn't get off on fucking their hot professor, let alone pegging them. Each lecture I smirk that

I've bent him over countless times, and pride swells within me when I see other girls

vie for his attention. The black silicone and the power it provides feels so at home, mostly because I love to please, whether my partner

is man or woman, rough or gentle, being a dom or sub, watching them grab a fistful of sheets

and scream my name, makes me feel full. Seeing this handsome man, desired by all, moaning and clawing

at my sheets, made my ego swell, pulling his hair, grabbing him by the throat, controlling everything

that he is. A visceral, powerful sensation I could never say no to.

My left hand tightens the straps, fastening my seven-inch addition as if it never leaves.

I'm so aroused and nervous with my heart beating in my ears. I hardly even notice I'm massaging my bare breasts.

I can't help it. You're so intoxicating arena. I sneer. Apologies. My mistress. The strokes on his

cock are inviting, forcing me to salivate. I stroke my newly

fastened cock in response. No matter how much or how hard I fuck him, it always somehow feels

like he is the one in control. It pisses me off so much. I try to fuck that smile off his face,

which only serves to make him smile. He curls, his deceptively innocent face smirking. Those dark brown

eyes are locked on me, eating me up and swallowing me whole.

I can't help but feel you're not at all, sorry.

What gave it away, he says.

I lock on to the glistening cock in his fist, practically dripping with pre-cum.

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