Tormenting the Professors

The Professor's husband looks down, sheepishly, and nods "No".

Professor Porter, who has been slowly riding on my cock, leans back into you. "Please, Simon, I need it! Fuck me hard!"

"Tell your husband, Professor!" You reach around the woman and squeeze her silk-covered tit, "tell him what you want me to do!"

"Oh, God, Gary, I need his cock! I need him to fuck me hard!" She grinds her pussy down hard. "Please, Simon, please...."

"Tell Gary, Professor," you love degrading them this way, "do you have a virgin ass?"

"Yes!" She almost shouts. Your programming has her horny beyond control.

You still can't believe that you have the power to control these two professors. You lift your teacher and stand her beside the table. Grabbing the back of her head, you **** her down so that her tits, barely covered by her silk blouse, are smashed into the mashed potatoes and gravy - more stains to add to the cum that is already there.

"Hold still!" you order. She obeys without a word.

"Here, Gary," you hold up the butter dish. "Get your wife's ass ready for your cock. Get her ready for her first ass fucking."

The Professor's husband gets up and comes to your side. His eyes are blank. He's like a robot. He takes the dish of soft butter from you and slowly begins applying it to his wife's ass.

"Work your fingers in there nice and deep, Gary," you urge.

You watch as the man eases one...two...three fingers into his wife's ass. Slick with the butter, they slide in and out easily.

"Now butter up my cock!"

Gary immediate shifts his focus. His fingers pop out of his wife's ass. Slowly he wraps his greasy fingers around your swollen shaft. It feels good getting lubed up like this, but you have no intentions of blowing a load into his hand.

"Grab the video camera and film this. We're making history here tonight. We're taking your wife's virgin ass!"

Gary picks up the camera and focuses on your cock.

"Beg for it, Professor! Beg me to fuck your ass!"