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Chapter 22 by Torg Torg

What happens now?

She falls to her knees

Mrs. Melman falls to her knees at your feet. She grasps your cock with both hands, her face fulled with awe. She opens her mouth and pulls herself to the cock head. She swallows it, sucking with her eyes closed. She moans in rapture. Soon, she's taking as much as she's able down her throat and rubbing the rest with her hands. One of her hands drifts down to coddle your balls. Rarely have you felt such pleasure.

In just a few minutes, the teacher has sucked you to orgasm, and you spurt all over her face and toga. She laughs as your spunk hits her. Before you are done, she takes the head back in her mouth, swallowing the rest of your juice. You are still hard.

"I would honor you, Bachhus, by offering you my cunt, to fill with your sperm as you please," she said, a look of rapt attention on her face. Your command to her has become reality. She worships you. You'll have to watch that. You hadn't meant to make her do so.

You smile at her, saying, "Daughter of Socrates, turn around so I make take your offering from behind."

Mrs. Melman turns and braces herself on her desk, her ass presented to you. You flip up her toga skirt and see one of the finest asses you ever witnessed in the flesh. It's round, but still muscular, the skin a smooth, unblemished surface. You part her cheeks and slip between her legs. Her cunt is radiating heat as your cock enters her. You can feel her fingers rub her clit. You slowly feed your shaft into her, and, when you get about half way, the teacher screams in pleasure.

What do you do now?

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