by Alexis Angel
We cum together, his huge cock swelling and throbbing inside me as I pulse over and over again.
We collapse in a sweaty heap. Once we’ve caught our breath and the shocks have subsided, I look at him and flash my dimples.
“Well, professor, I think I’m doing quite well with your lessons. What do you think?”
He chuckles, playing with my nipple as he bends to bite my lip. “I think you’ll be passing with flying colors. Maybe even with honors. You’re definitely taking your dedication to your project above and beyond.” He frowns. “But maybe it was a fluke. I think I’m going to need you to show me again that you’ve learned your lesson.”
I reach down and grip his cock. “I think I can manage that.”
He’s already hard again, ready to go. So I get to work showing him what a quick study I am. The perfect student.
Did I say before that I’d much rather stay in bed than go to classes? Yeah, about that. I think I’ve finally found the perfect solution. Professor Mason’s class is one I can definitely get behind. I don’t even have to leave the bed.
