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It was a week later, and Lauren had gotten the news she dreaded. Mr. Woods was right, there were no more spots in the local choir. "Is there anything else that you can think of?" Lauren asked Mr. Woods.

"Well Lauren, I am hosting my own performance soon, but the hassle to get you in would take a lot on unnecessary effort on my part." Mr. Woods explained. "But maybe if you could pay a steep price, I could get you in." He then reached over and pulled Lauren's shirt over her head. To his suprise, she had learned her lesson from last time and worn a bra, however, even her red lace bra couldn't hide the fact that her nipples were as hard and perky as rocks on a seashore. "Get on your knees." Mr. Woods commanded, and Lauren didn't need to be told twice. Her inner slut soon took over as she instinctively unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick.

Slowly she slid the tip between her lips and worked her way down. When she was halfway down his shaft, she pulled back up and spit on it before shoving it clean down her throat. Mr. Woods moaned as he felt Lauren's throat contracted on his swollen cock. "You sure love cock don't you, you little slut." he said as he unclasped her bra from behind and let it fall to the floor.

Mr. Woods **** Lauren to the ground and put his cock between her massive melons and began titfucking her. Lauren moaned and slid her hands under her pants to rub her clit as her professor rubbed his meat on her breasts. Finally, Mr. Woods grabbed her head and slammed his dick back into her mouth, finishing into her mouth. Lauren sucked a mouthful of cum and gargled it as Mr. Woods pulled out her water bottle and filled it with his remaining cum.

Lauren left his office with cum still smeared on her face, sipping his semen from her water bottle as she read the sheet music for his choir performance. She would have to meet him the next day for her rehearsals, and needed to prepare ASAP.