
She wrote the story in class. Handed it in with steady fingers. But the paper was still warm from how wet she was when she finished it. He reads it at his desk. She watches. Her skirt rides high on purpose. No panties. Just heat and the faint gleam of what she wants him to see. He locks the door. She drops to her knees without being told. Takes him in her mouth slow, then deeper. Eyes on his the whole time. Spit slides down his shaft, drips onto her bush. She keeps going. Lets him hit the back of her throat and holds there, gagging just enough to make it count. When he pulls out, she turns. Hands on his desk. Ass up. He spreads her. One finger first, then two. Works her open while she pushes back, hungry for it. No words. Just the wet sound of him fingering her ass and the low sound she makes when he gives her more. She stays bent over. Breathing hard. The midterm's on the floor. She came without touching her clit once.
She wrote the story in class. Handed it in with steady fingers. But the paper was still warm from how wet she was when she finished it. He reads it at his desk. She watches. Her skirt rides high on purpose. No panties. Just heat and the faint gleam of what she wants him to see. He locks the door. She drops to her knees without being told. Takes him in her mouth slow, then deeper. Eyes on his the whole time. Spit slides down his shaft, drips onto her bush. She keeps going. Lets him hit the back of her throat and holds there, gagging just enough to make it count. When he pulls out, she turns. Hands on his desk. Ass up. He spreads her. One finger first, then two. Works her open while she pushes back, hungry for it. No words. Just the wet sound of him fingering her ass and the low sound she makes when he gives her more. She stays bent over. Breathing hard. The midterm's on the floor. She came without touching her clit once.