Not according to Morgan.

Morgan laughed breathlessly. “No, no,” she whispered, and she pulled him into another kiss. This one was gentler, and Chris followed her guidance, moving only as she moved him. Their tongues met again, and then they parted. Morgan licked her lips afterward to taste him again. “You have nothing to apologize for,” she said, smiling, “You were good, Chris. The best I’ve ever had.”

Chris twitched inside of her as a bashful smile formed on his face. Morgan cooed. “Am I good enough to get sex on Bs,” he asked, and she laughed.

“We’ll see.” She glanced down between their bodies and moaned. “Gosh, you’re still so big inside of me…”

“Is that...a good thing? Do you like it?”

Flexing around him, Morgan moaned. “I...love it.” Leaning forward, she rested her head on his shoulder and sighed. “Every time we have sex, you make it harder for me to say no the next time.” Sitting up, she chuckled to herself while shaking her head. “Oh my, what am I going to do? I’m hopeless.”

Chris watched her with his brow knitted by confusion. “What?”

Morgan smiled. “Don’t worry about it,” she said, and she stared at his thick root still holding her open. “I think I just bit off more than I can chew.” Cupping his head, she pulled him into one last kiss before patting his chest. “Okay, big guy, go ahead and pull out. I’m ready.”

Chris nodded and obeyed, easing out of her and releasing the sperm he had plugged up. It poured from her open pussy and left a mess of semen across the edge of the desk. Morgan winced, sliding from her desk and waddling over to her bag to procure a towel. She wiped him clean first before toweling off the floor. Chris, meanwhile, offered to take over and let Morgan dress. She pulled her panties on first and then went to the door once her pants were on.

Morgan left to clean herself and returned to find the window open and Chris seated in the front row with a book out. He had already put her towel away and cleaned up the mess for her. She smiled as she entered and her stomach felt unsteady. “Well, look at that, a stud and a gentleman.” She kissed him on the forehead as she entered and then pulled up a chair in front of his desk. Chris watched her with a puppy dog stare and it warmed her heart. “Okay, let’s get to page 99 and start looking for that passage. We’re looking for allusions.”

Chris turned the pages and said, “Yes, ma’am!”

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