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Chapter 7 7

Word Count: 1351    |    Released on: 23/04/2023

h for me to arrive thirty minutes before the next session began, and I h

d in and saw him behind his desk, typing something on hi

t and some navy colored pants. His sleeves were rolled up for

ing in thirty minutes and knowing the students of this campus, mos

h on my heels. “What can I say? It’s always important to stay prepared for anything

. I didn't know I could turn into the naughty sophomore flirting with her science professor so soon. This may have been

ally, he saw my denim skirt, and eventually, I noticed that whatever thoughts he had, were r

d seductive tone of voice. His lef

had to constantly remind myself about that, my body, on the other hand, didn't seem

me egg shaped, rubber tool inside a sealed package. I didn't even kn

hat?” I a

I nearly forgot that you lost your virginity, so there obviously isn't a lot you know about sexual pleasure.” He

least I knew basic stuff like what a blowjob is. I even wondered if I get to give that to him. Furth

nni

ent to sit down like he asked me too. I faced down and looked at the love

ad to glance at the doors right before I looked back at him. There was still plenty of time left before the re

eyes on him. His warm walks were already slipping under my skirt, gliding over my skin and causing the heat to pool in ar

e pushed the strange egg-shaped object through my folds and inside me. It felt foreign at first but so good

e a tiny black remote with a red button and with a push of his finger, a small gr

rything in me not to moan out load. It felt so good, especially when my

want you to wear that thing, for one whole hour, and I want you to sit on your spot where I can see you.” My jaw was left open. He was going to make me sit with this thing while he was giving

t. He adjusted my clothes until they were nearly on my body,

and sit down

uditorium. It was there where I face him and only him and the man had a full view over my soaked

er students and once the clock hit 9 am,

of me. I saw how the man’s muscles were rippling under his thin shirt, and I also saw his c

to. He moved around and appeared enthusiastic about his lesson as ever, and whenever he looked at me, he had

A puddle of my come was dripping over the edge of my chair and I had to r

en he saw that I didn't move from my position, he waited until the last one w

n big t

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