Keep the deal

Although you hate to let it go, you take your mouth off your professor's cock and stand up, tugging your skirt up and sliding your wet panties down, kicking them of your feet. Your breathing has quickened and you touch your swollen wet lips, watching him as he strokes his cock. You feel so slutty, about to bend over a desk and get fucked, but you want it so bad that you can't think of anything you'd rather do.

You turn to bend over but he stops you, then runs his hands over your breast. "Take this off. I want to see these wonderful tits." You frantically unbutton your top, **** to have his cock in you. Your hands are trembling as you unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. He squeezes your lush orbs, moaning softly and kisses one of you stiff nipples, sucking it into his mouth and biting it gently. You hold your breast and push it towards his mouth, loving the feel of his hands and tongue on your body.

"Oh God professor, I'm on fire, I need you inside me," you whimper, turning to bend over the desk and raising your firm round ass to him, wriggling it in your urgency. He grabs your hips with one hand and positions his cock, rubbing it between your wet folds. You're whining, wanting to be full of his meat. Part of you is ashamed for how wanton you're behaving but you can't help yourself.

With a sudden thrust he drives into you, his thickness stretching you, and you gasp with pleasure as he starts to fuck you with quick hard strokes. He's grunting each time he thrusts, pounding you against the desk. He reaches under you to squeeze your nipple as he fucks you, sending sweet vibrations of joy through your body. You can tell he's getting close, and so are you, and you thrust your hips back to meet him, engulfing his thick cock as your spasms rock shudder through your body, and feel his hot spurts of cream fill you.