Professors Late Night Lesson (Female x Male ) (18+ NSFW)
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Her fingers tapped on her phone screen. In the empty classroom, the AC and Amanda's screen tapping were the only sound that filled the air. He was late. This was very typical of Professor Grayson. "'Ah, you are here!' A deep voice aired through the room. Amanda immediately stopped playing on her phone. She turned to him, pouting.

"'Oh, you love making me wait, don't you, Professor?' her voice laced with sarcasm. Grayson squinted his eyes at her as he stepped through the doorway, his briefcase in hand. Grayson was hot for an older man, dark eyes and salt-and-pepper wavy hair, a hint of stubble. Amanda had always had a crush on him.'

So when they started meeting secretly after hours in the classroom, Amanda couldn't believe her luck. Their sessions meant everything to her. No one made her feel like he did. His expression didn't falter. Locking eyes with her, the intensity made Amanda's breath hitch.

"'May I remind you, you were the one who insisted on after-hours classes despite my schedule, Amanda.' He set his briefcase down and turned back to her with a deadpan look. "'If you're in a hurry, leave,' he offered. Amanda rolled her eyes, pulling herself from the table. "'Oh, I'm not in a hurry. After all, I'm a studious student.'

She tilted her head, giving him one of her cheeky smiles. His eyes that saw right through her made her heart race unhealthily. Grayson's gaze didn't waver as he stepped closer. "'Studious indeed, but only when you choose to be. But lately your focus is elsewhere.' "'Yes, I have been distracted.'

She admitted, voice soft as her eyes dropped to the floor. "'Tell me why you're here, Amanda,' he said, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "'I don't believe it's just for credits.' Her breath hitched under his scrutiny. She wanted to look away, to break the tension, but she couldn't. "'You know why,' she whispered, her voice trembling.

For a moment, Grayson didn't move, didn't speak. Then, slowly, he reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek. His touch sent an electric jolt of desire through her body. You're playing a dangerous game, he murmured, his thumb grazing her bottom lip. He leaned close to her ear and whispered,

but if this is what you want i'll give you a lesson you won't forget amanda's lips parted he leaned in his breath warm against her skin she could feel the heat radiating from him yes she breathed her voice barely audible teach me without another word grayson's hand slid to the back of her neck pulling her into him

He pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was hot and demanding. Amanda's hands flew to his chest, gripping the fabric of his shirt as she melted into him, her body responding instinctively to his touch. She moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his shirt as her body pressed against his.

He was everywhere. His hands, his lips, his body. Everything about him made her head spin. Finally, pulling away, they were both breathing hard, their chests rising and falling. Grayson's eyes turned dark. She could see it. It wasn't just her. He, too, wanted her. "'Hmm, you are mine now,'

He growled. It wasn't a statement. It was an unquestionable demand. Every inch of your body is mine. Amanda nodded, shuddering in anticipation. Yes, she whispered, her voice shaking. I'm yours. Picking her up, a squeal fell from her lips as she wrapped her legs securely around his waist.

He set her down and spread her legs. Immediately, she felt the cold air from the A.C. hit her between her legs. She had come prepared. "'Mmm, no panties,' Grayson moaned, staring at it. Her clitoris tingled, twitching as he maintained his eyes on her wet pussy.

Buck! Professor Grayson! Stop staring at it! Without acknowledging her words, he lifted her legs up, spreading them wider, and shoving his face into her wet pussy. He slurped on her folds like it was the most delicious meal he had ever had. Amanda's eyes rolled in her head as she locked her legs around his neck.

pressing him deeper into her, hoping he ate her out some more. Oh, Lord. I'm about to cum. Please. Amanda cried. He pulled away from her, and her squirt sprayed on his shirt. Leaning on her elbows, she caught herself, trying to catch her breath. Professor Gray? Yes?

Her words were immediately stuck in her throat when she heard the familiar clacking of an iron belt. With his trousers fell his briefs. His dick sprang to life. It was huge, pink and veiny. His dick was long, but wasn't wide. But it was curved. He had a curved, long, veiny dick. And it was going to enter her.

Excitement and anxiety washed through her. She watched as his dick twitched and licked from the tip. Walking towards her, his hard, pulsing penis pressed on her tummy. Her heart pounded, wondering what he was going to do. Hands on the collar of her buttoned shirt, he popped it open, leaving her completely in her birthday suit.

He watched as her nipples went from soft to hard and erect, a delicate pink color like two ripe rosebuds. "'You fucking whore. You came prepared.' "'I—' "'This is what I wanted,' she moaned. He cupped and squeezed her breasts as she spoke. She mewled at his touch."

When he stopped, stepping away, he ordered, "'On your knees, student.' Amanda gulped and went on her knees, and immediately went to work. She took his dick into her mouth. His dick hit the back of her throat. "'Don't gag on my dick.' He pressed the back of her neck."

She worked her way from the tip and tried to reach the bottom, but she couldn't. You can do better than that, you naughty bitch. Amanda slurped on his throbbing member. He groaned, moaning her name. Fuck. Oh, that's so good. What you did now was so fucking good, he grunted.

Pride swelled in her chest as she did it again. She soon left his dick and went to his balls and began sucking on them, taking good care of them. At the same time, she had been fingering herself, playing and pleasuring herself with her free hand. Fuck. I'm gonna cum. He pulled it away from her lips. She groaned. Ugh.

I wanted it in my mouth. He shook his head. I want to litter you with my seed. Stroking himself, he shot his warm cum from her face to her breast, covering her. It was hot. Swiftly, he turned her around with her peachy ass facing him.

He slapped it a couple of times, causing Amanda to squeal in delight, and proceeded to thrust hard into her wet, dripping pussy. She groaned with pleasure, as this was what she was waiting for. His thrust was hard and deep. She wasn't exaggerating when she felt it in her tummy. "'It felt so good,'

Fuck, professor. Please, just don't stop. His balls slapped her pussy folds, and he thrust in and out, harder and faster. Who is a naughty little student? Me. She cried. I'm naughty. I'm so naughty. Yes. Keep going. His grip on her hip bent her deeper.

Amanda felt the orgasm beginning to rise in her pussy. There was no stopping it. She was about to explode. With every thrust, it drew nearer. One more thrust, and it would arrive. One more! She moaned. And there it was. Ecstasy.

amanda flipped back her head moaning as the warm orgasm pumped through her body and turned her limbs to quivering jelly it felt so good she knew she would be back for more lessons

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