You thank her

"Thank you, mistress. For entitling me to worship your cock."

She smiled. "Of course, anything for my favorite pet." She said kissing you softly on the forehead.

Ella stands up. Pulling you to stand. "Come with me. We only have a limited time before having to go to our next class." Ella picks up the underwear, bra, and panties, then she picks up her school skirt and blouse. No one else in the Academy appears to be wearing a school uniform like Ella. They are all dressed in different clothes.

As Ella walks out of the office, she turns to look back at you. "Make sure you get cleaned up. I wouldn't want anyone to see your cum stains."

You said. "I don't have..."

Immediately Ella pushes you against a walk, her ass through her skirt rubbing against your crotch. Her smooth buttock pressed against your hard cock. "Shut up. Just follow my lead."

Her firm round booty presses against your throbbing erection. As Ella dances on your cock, you in return dry hump Ella's sissy ass. Wanting to cum for your Mistress, knowing this might be your only chance to expel your load before going toward your next class. Hands-on her lovely hips as you move to Ella's rhythm.

Ella back lower as she mashes herself against you, her eyes looking back at you. "You're going to cum for your Mistress. Mmm, you're going to spray inside your pants." She grinds harder on you, feeling your cock pulsating. "Do you want to cum for me, baby? Tell me what you want to do."

You pant. "I wanna shoot my load deep inside your pretty little ass. Fill your little bottom with my cum."

Ella moan. "Mmmm, that's it. Let your mistress hear you. Come for me, baby. Spray your hot sticky jizz inside your pants. Make my tight ass cream for you."

You grunt as you cum inside of your pants. A tremendous damp spot indicated through. Ella giggles as she confronts your mess. "Damn. You are so straightforward to set off. Mmm, you think Mr. Tatum would have let me grind against him or just take me brutally with his hefty hog of a BBC." Your Mistress playing with your sanity, driving you to portray what could happen if your professor seriously wishes for a chunk of her ass. A picture of her in doggy flashing through your head, causing your cock to spasms once again.

"He would bend you over, and ruin your boi pussy. Mmm probably in front of the whole class if he wanted to. He um appears exceptionally qualified of obtaining what he wants." you mumble.

Ella smiles and kisses your neck. "Don't worry. I'll keep you safe from him and the rest of the vixens in class. I won't let anyone touch your precious cock. Only me."

You sigh. "I love you, Mistress Ella."

Ella tap your cheek. "Yeah, yeah. I appreciate you as well. Now clean your mess up. I can't wait to see what we will be doing for the rest of the day." Ella kissed you deeply. Then tugged away, leaving you standing there in your mess while adjusting her skirt a little bit.

Ella left you alone to clean up. Leaving you wondering about what will come today. Will Mr. Tatum really try to fuck Ella at some point? What if Ella doesn't stop him, could you deal with the one you love getting piped by another man?

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