Keyboard ---> Viewer's Cock

Alright. Alright! So... I can't stop thinking about that stupid desk. Why is it there? Let's see... I think I've got it. It's the 'Keyboard,' isn't it? If there's a keyboard for a computer, there should have to be a desk for the computer to be on, right? So... let's get rid of the des- I mean 'Keyboard' and replace it with... Hm. What if I... get a little more personally involved?

I replace the 'Keyboard' with 'Paul's Cock.'

My monitor vanishes, as does my desk and chair. I metaphorically blink in surprise for a moment, before what's happening registers. I find myself holding my phone, pointing it at the Professor. Then I'm kneeling on the mat in front of Penrose now with my dick hanging out. Her feet rest just in front of me on either side, and she's nearly right up against the wall and window as she fingers her moist bikini bottom, looking me in the eyes with a pleasant smile all the while.

This close, I can see sweat glistening on her skin too. She's clearly very worked up and... ah, ahm. Is, um... what's the nature of my participation here, I wonder? Am I just being allowed to have my dick out, and I'm supposed to film? Am I supposed to actually... actually fuck her?

If it wasn't already hard (and frozen in time), my dick would stiffen up quite a bit. I want to lick my suddenly-dry lips. Alright! Alright so... I can still change things before I Exit. Maybe I should do that? Clarify what I'm doing here a little more before I make a fool of myself. We, uh, probably have an audience after all.

...or I could just let go, and see what happens. Part of me's very tempted to just let fate run its course, but part of me is equally nervous. What to do...

(teacher, muscular, dark hair, long hair, sports bikini, fingering her pussy, masturbating, glasses, elf brooch, viewer's cock, yoga mat)

[AN: Tbh I don't know what's up with the desk. Now that it's gone from the prompt, sometimes it wants to be here, sometimes it doesn't.]