Yes

A look of **** exasperation crossed Bunny's face, her eyes never opening as she was afraid of getting the erotically mixed fluids into them. She incoherently became more vocal, signifying that she had been trying to speak while her mouth had been full of her professor's cock. She was **** for her release, and despite how degrading and humiliating the scene was for her, she was willing to do whatever it took to be granted it.

The book that her other hand had been holding had been long forgotten ever since she was spun around the table. Her free hand unconsciously guiding itself back to push against his thigh. Maybe she was trying to free her mouth so that she could properly beg, or maybe she was trying to prevent herself from **** on his shaft after her failed attempt at doing the latter. Either way, she was asking to be freed, but she was unsure if her wish would be granted.

Her sputtering and babbling sent pleasurable vibrations down his rod. Wanting to hear her sweet, high voice cry out and beg for release, he slipped his member out of her mouth, resting it on her cheeks. Bunny instantly gasped for the air she had long been craving, her head slightly turning to the side as her chest heaved up and down.

The cocktail of precum and saliva oozed down her face, turning her beautiful, once innocent face into a debauched picture of degeneracy. Her make-up had been thoroughly ruined. Eyeliner and lipstick ran in all directions, smeared across her face. Her eyelids were still squeezed tightly shut, but he had no doubt that, were they open, her eyes would be empty and glazed over. Had he truly broken her, he wondered.

Stepping back, he slapped his girthy, swollen cock on her lips to remind her to beg. Her face was so incredibly wet, he couldn’t tell if his cock was making her face more slippery or if it was the other way around. His own loins were heating up, cooking up a fresh batch of spunk to coat this little minx’s throat.

Her face gently flinched as she felt his cock slap her lips, still trying to retrieve her proper air before she would have to open her mouth again. Her face felt caked up with so much , it left an odd and overwhelming feeling in her stomach. She could only imagine how she looked at the moment, knowing that she'd be embarrassed for even the cause of her slick and ruined face to be looking at her.

“Does little baby want to cum? You do, don’t you? You will continue to take my cock until you are finished cumming. Then you will get on your knees and lick me clean like a good little girl. Am I clear? If I am clear, say ‘Yes Professor.’ and beg to cum.”

The girl began to quickly nod at his questions, gently biting at her bottom lip before she let go of it to start speaking. "Yes professor... " She whined out with knotted brows, her head unconsciously still nodding as she continued to speak. "Please... Please let me cum! I'll be a good girl. I'll take your cock and lick you clean after I finish, I promise." She desperately begged, her hips beginning to grind against the toy that had still been inside of her. "I want to cum, please!"

Her voice, meekly seeking permission, sent another surge of blood to John's already iron cock. He knew he wouldn’t last with a willing specimen like this in front of him, the petite girl broken and whining and begging to cum. He watched her hips thrust and grind against the toy, fucking herself towards the orgasm she was desperately seeking.

He had wanted to make her suck his seed out of him, but the once-innocent looking girl was behaving so sultrily, so erotically, that he could no longer resist.

“I will allow you to come, but first you must earn it.” At his words, Bunny's body started to tremble and her hand resumed its position on the dildo, pumping it quickly in and out of her, knowing her imminent release was close. He was close too; he could feel it. The skin on his cock tightened as his meat pulsed and ached with need. He wanted to fertilise her throat.

“I will count down from three, and you will cum when I reach zero, and you will not stop licking and sucking my cum out until I’m done.”

She gently whined at his words, nodding with exasperation as it felt like he had been drawing her release out with all of the instructions he was giving her. They felt redundant. The girl already knew that she had to earn her release. It was evident she was beginning to get a little impatient, having begun working back towards her release by pumping the toy in and out of herself.

He quickened the pace of their irrumatio, thrusting like a man in need. One half of her face would gently scrunch up as his pace began to quicken, trying to keep up with his abusive thrusts as her lower half began to quiver once more.

“Three…” he pawed at one swinging breast and slipped his hand under her bra, cupping her bare flesh with his left hand. His fingers sank into her easily. She felt marshmallow soft.

“Two…” he thrust faster and faster, grabbing her plump, warm, cute thigh with his free right hand, using the leverage of their position to fuck her throat hard. He ignored her gagging and sputtering. Her hand that once rested on his thigh was soon resting against his hand that had been fondling her breast. The only thing her ears zeroed in on was the agonizing countdown that he had given her.

“One…” he pinched and pulled at her nipple with his left hand, watching Bunny’s hand become a blur as she fucked her own pussy with abandon.

He let her wait a moment, and heard her frustrated scream around his cock. The vibrations sent him over the edge.

“Zero,” he thrust as far as he could, bottoming out at her lips, his cock wedged firmly and warmly in her throat. A wave of heat seemed to rush through his legs. For a second, his vision went white. Then, a deep guttural moan escaped him as he erupted, covering the insides of her throat in a torrent of cum.

“Good girl… GOOD girl…” he mumbled as he deposited rope after rope after rope of his bittersweet cum into her.

Bunny began to shake, and tremble, and scream, but she was a good girl to the end - she never stopped sucking and swallowing, trying to take in his cum before it overwhelmed her and overflowed through her nostrils. Bunny had talent. She was sucking and swallowing for dear life, still draining the life from the professor’s stiff rod.

Once she had been granted her release, she had practically exploded around her rubber toy. Her body shook as her back arched, all the while trying to swallow everything that had been coming out of her professor's cock, gagging from trying to keep up with him. She couldn't the moans that wouldn't stop flowing from her throat. Her legs closed around her hand once more, although surprisingly, she found herself still thrusting the toy in and out of her hole, wanting to ride her high all the way out.

Her delectable thighs quivered adorably as she kept thrusting the sex toy in and out, stroking without a care about how she looked, chasing her orgasm to its full conclusion. When she finally slowed down, he stepped back and allowed her to breathe uninterrupted. The sound of her rasping coughs filled the air.

The Professor collapsed back into his chair. Now that he had achieved his orgasm, he was free to observe the girl gasp and fight for breath with clinical coldness. Her face was a ruined masterpiece of bodily fluids, but he looked out keenly for tears. Although her eyes were squeezed shut, in self-preservation or perhaps in shame, he noted that there weren’t a lot more tears than anticipated. Not yet, at least.

He watched her ample bosom rise and fall as she continued breathing laboriously, sucking in deep lungfuls of hair. When her breathing had stabilised once again he threw her denim jeans, which had been abandoned on the floor, at her.

“Wipe your face clean with these, then get between my legs and clean me with your tongue,” he commanded.