She bobbed her head, her eyes rolling back as she sucked while his c*m dripped down her face and slid over her t**s to land on her stomach and thighs.
"That's it, suck it," Tristan moaned, grabbing her hair and shoving his c**k balls deep down her throat. "You really needed this didn't you, Professor?"
"Hmm!" she agreed as she noisily slurped on his still hard d**k.
"Needy, desperate, and pathetic," he whispered pulling his c**k from between her lips. "Look at you, middle aged woman on her knees with c*m on her face. Taking advantage of a student and trading a grade for a f**k, having me pretend I really want your used up cunt, and not just doing what I have too."
Even at the end of a hot dream her misgivings had risen to bite her in the ass. Dream Tristan's derision was her subconscio
