Chit chat with Ms. White as you cum hard, trying to hide your moans

Ella gives Ms. White a saccharine smile. "Just getting him used to the rigors of the Academy, Professor. Stress management is key."

"My course covers plenty of rigorous theory if you wants to improve your grades," Ms. White counters, her focus entirely on Ella now. "There are... after-hours opportunities for extra credit. More intensive study." Ms White leans forward slightly, giving Ella a full view of her magnificent cleavage. "I find the most dedicated students reap the greatest rewards."

Ella never once stops talking with your new teacher as her foot speeds up, moving with cruel, expert precision. The sight of Professor White's confident curves, the double meaning in her voice, and Ella's relentless, torturous footjob combine into a hurricane of sensation. You're dying. The pressure is immense, a dam about to burst.

"Mmm, that sounds... educational," Ella says, her voice a light, airy thing. "I'll have to swing by your office sometime."

*Don't... I can't...* The thoughts are just static in your head.

"Soon, Ella. I'll be expecting you." Professor White smiles, a predator's smile, then turns and walks away, the click of her heels on the linoleum a countdown to your explosion.

The moment she's out of earshot, Ella leans in. "You can cum now, pet."

You don't even have a chance to register the permission. Your body takes over, seizing with a force that nearly lifts you from the cafeteria seat. Your load bursting into your pants as Ella is giggling.

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