I looked up at him, breathing hard, my lips swollen from sucking his c**k.
Marcus stood over me, his thick c**k still semi-hard and shiny with our mixed juices. He stroked it slowly while staring down at me with hungry eyes.
"Look at the mess you made, Dean Harper," he said with a smirk. "The strict, professional Dean on her knees with her cunt dripping c*m all over her office floor. You are a f*****g disaster right now."
I should have felt humiliated, but instead a fresh wave of heat flooded between my legs. "What do you want next?" I asked, my voice hoarse.
He grabbed my chin and tilted my face up. "I want you to ride me. Sit on this d**k and f**k yourself like the desperate slut you are."
Marcus moved to the large leather couch against the wall of my office and sat down, his legs s
