Chapter 3
Lily’s POV
“Prof—I’m so horny, the fingers aren’t helping!” I half cried at him, the words spilling out of my mouth before I could stop them, my voice cracking right in the middle because my whole body was shaking so hard I could barely stay on my knees under his desk anymore.
My p***y was throbbing like crazy, clenching around nothing, and my fingers were soaked and useless no matter how fast I rubbed my swollen c**t.
Juices kept leaking out of me, running down the inside of my thighs and soaking the crotch of my jeans completely, and I could smell how turned on I was, that thick musky scent mixing with the smell of his c**k still right in front of my face.
I looked up at him, tears blurring my eyes, my lips shiny with spit and pre-c*m, and I felt so pathetic but so f*
