No one

It's just you and Mr. Milken.

You make direct eye-contact with Mr. Milken and can see the lustful look in his eyes.

"I've come to worship your body Mr. Milken"

"Oh really? What makes you think you are worthy?"

"Because I know you love it when your students worship you." You slides hand of his bulging muscles. So tight and hard. You start sucking his nipples through his shirt, rubbing your hands over his large biceps. Meanwhile, Milken begins sliding his big thick hands over your smaller frame, inching towards your ass. He slides his hand below your waist and palms your ass cheek, giving it a squeeze.

"I suppose you will do. Your bubble butt is an acceptable home for my monster cock." He smiles and starts stripping. His naked frame in front of you. You can see his dick, already hard in front of you. You begin to strip as well, but Mr. Milken grabs your shirt and slides your body across his desk like it's nothing.

"You're too slow bitch," his tone harsher now. He moved his body so his dick lined up with your mouth. He grabbed your shirt and pulled your head up so the dick would go in your mouth.

"Worship my dick and maybe I'll fuck you" He pushes further into your mouth causing you to gag.

"Suck it, like a real man, not some pussy bitch" You are determined not to gag. He thrusts and thrusts, and you feel his meat slide down the back of your throat a couple of times. "Unnnnnggghhhh, your throat's tight." He keeps pumping into your throat until you can feel his dick start to erupt