He sucked hard, lips sealing around the swollen nub, humming vibrations through me.
'Oh God,' I whimpered, hips bucking involuntarily.
His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider, tongue delving into my folds, lapping up my wetness like he starved for it.
'Tastes so f*****g good,' he murmured against my p***y, the words muffled, sending jolts up my spine.
He swirled his tongue, teasing my entrance, then sucked my c**t again, teeth grazing lightly. Pleasure coiled tight, my free hand tangling in his hair, urging him on despite the terror of the door.
The desk hid him from view, but any knock...I bit my lip, stifling a moan, 'Ahh'...as he slipped two fingers inside, curling against my sweet spot.
'Quiet, Prof,' he teased, pumping slow, his mouth relentless. 'Don’t want the dean h
