The second I heard his voice downstairs, my cunt clenched so hard I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning.
I was already half-naked on my bed, sleep shorts shoved up around my hips, one hand lazily stroking the sticky slit between my legs while I scrolled through another professor-student video. The girl on screen was on her knees with a thick c**k stretching her throat, tears running down her face, and the man above her kept calling her a spoiled little slut who needed to be taught a lesson. My n*****s were aching. My fingers were shiny. And then that low, rough voice floated up the stairs and every muscle in my body went tight.
Professor Elias Cane.
Mom had been losing her mind for weeks. Failed first-semester exams. Final year. One more disaster and the university w
