“Professor!” Her nails dug into my scalp as I bore down harder on her clit, licking faster and faster as I teased my fingertip inside her asshole.
She tensed for a second, then relaxed the tiniest bit so I could sink to the first knuckle. When I curled my finger, she moaned and arched her back. Her ass contracted around my finger, and her release pulsed through her body as she rubbed her pussy against my face.
God, the taste of her on my tongue and her cries in my ears had my dick hard as a rock. But this was about her pleasure, not mine. I kept licking her until her cries faded and her lower back finally relaxed against the bed.
I kissed her pussy, snaking my tongue between her folds one more time. She jerked and made a keening sound.
I stood and admired her flushed body. “Now you can have breakfast.”
A board creaked in the hall, and a woman’s voice cut through my lust-filled haze, “What the fuck? Is that a student?”
I whirled and found Sarah standing in my doorway, hell in her eyes.