A pass would be, enough thank you

No sooner have you uttered these word with a hoarse voice, coming from a used throat, that he plunges his cock back into your mouth. This time he brutally starts to jerk his hips forcing his cock down your throat. You loose your balance and fall backwards, the cock escaping your lips the moment it starts jutting seamen in long trails. The first hits you over your mouth and nose, the second covers your forehead, while the rest ends up in your throat as you regain your balance and take the cock once more back into your mouth.

"That was adequate miss Sylia" the professor remarks. "I'm sure you'll be pleased by the results when you check your grades again" he adds. Just as you're passing the door of his office you hear him say "Congratulations on your success!".

Well, at least you managed to pass the course, now you just need a job.

If it wasn't for that salty aftertaste in your mouth as well...