Etna always gets what she wants.

Panting, I lifted my neck up. "Etna, I can't just...it takes a minute or two before I can go again!" I protested, but she didn't stop. Etna took me out of her mouth, stroking me with her hand instead. "Shh...just leave it to me, John...sooner or later you'll be hard again...just let me work..." she whispered.

With that, she took me into her mouth again, sucking and licking. I had a feeling she was almost content enough with the taste itself. Her tongue ran along everything it could as her hand gently cupped my balls, rolling them slowly. I groaned, closing my eyes. It was a battle of wills here and against Etna's mouth, I was next to defenseless.

In about three minutes or so, I felt my cock starting to jerk back to life. Etna's eyes widened and she began to work faster. I groaned, gripping the sheets. Etna suddenly stopped, sitting back as she watched in delight as my erection returned in full ****. "There we go. Told ya to leave it to me," Etna said proudly. Sighing, I chuckled a little. "That you did, my Beauty Queen...so now that you got me ready to go again, are you going to follow through?" I asked, knowing the answer.

There was a flicker in Etna's eye, as though she was considering teasing me, but instead smiled and moved over to the dresser, bending over it, she slapped her ass. "Fuck me like you did before, John...that was so good..." she whispered.

Who was I to refuse such a request? As I neared her, Etna's tail began to caress my skin lovingly. I spread her ass cheeks and pressed the tip of my cock to her hole. "This what you want?" I teased. Etna growled, her tail whipping around. "John..." she said, a warning in her voice. I chuckled. "I want you to say it."

Etna looked over her shoulder at me with her red eyes. Finally she smirked. "Fine...please, Professor...fuck your student's tight little asshole?" she begged, sticking out her lower lip. "Good enough for me," I replied as I eased my member inside her. She gripped the side of the dresser so tight I thought her fingers would go through the wood.

As I thrust in and out of her ass, noticed her tail seemed to be reaching toward me. "Oh...I know what you want," I said with a smile. "J...John, who are you t...OH!" Etna's question was cut off as I began to rub the tip of her tail. It was highly sensitive, as ever. One of her hands left the dresser to move to her dripping pussy, rubbing it frantically.

Leaning forward, I kissed the back of her neck, making her groan. "J...John, I can't get enough of you..." she whimpered. I felt her stiffen, a choked sound coming from her lips. Her muscles clamped down and her tail straightened out. A sure sign she was climaxing.

The way her muscles reacted to her orgasm was incredible...massaging my dick in all the right ways. "Etna...I..." "YES! Do it!" she interrupted, knowing what I was going to say. With permission granted, I shot my seed into her a second time. That was all for me...I felt kind of light headed, to be honest... Etna's tail grabbed my wrist.

Etna clicked her tongue. "You wore yourself out, didn't you?" she chastized, even though she herself was panting, sweat trickling down the side of her face. She picked me up and laid me out on the bed with so little effort I felt a bit embarrassed. "Sleep it off. I'll go check on the Prinnies." She kissed my forehead before gathering up her clothes.

Sleep sounded pretty good, actually...