Not at her place

"Miss, I don't know how you got here, but this school is not a place for latex doll. So I would be grateful if you didn't comeback here." He explained.

"Wait, please, I want to study here ! Let me be here !" Jennifer pleaded.

"You're too distracting. Look at the mess, you made earlier... But I can make an exception if you can convince me and manage to keep quiet."

Mr. Folt wasn't subtle at all and if Jennifer would have left slamming the door in any normal time, it wasn't the case here. She was incredibly horny and and wanted oral sex for a while now. So she came to the dean, with her small steps.

"I'm sure we can come to an agreement..." She told him.

Jennifer then walked around the desk and went down on Mr. Folt, opening his pants to get access to his cock. She couldn't believe she was doing this with a man twice her age she barely knew. But it was scratching that itch she had and she worked her best on it. For the dean, it was a fantasy come true, fucking one of the student with ****. It was a latex doll though, but he wouldn't ignore that for this much.

With Jennifer under the desk, Mr. Folt finally came in her mouth and she swallowed it all, finally quenching her thirst.

"That'll be enough for now..." He said. "You can leave now."

Jennifer, didn't like his attitude, but she left nonetheless, she didn't had much to do with anyway. So she walked to the house, thinking on how she would get some release herself. Taking a look at her phone, she looked at the next question in the app.

• Would you get permanent make up in exchange of always being clean ?

It was a good proposal, with her latex clothes, cleaning herself up was complicated and she was feeling dirty. It was probably a good thing to say, yes, but at the same time, maybe she should keep herself from changing more. She was starting to feel addicted to it, and it shouldn't be good.