Page 142 of Loved

“Then punish me, Professor Hunter.”

I grabbed her ass and lifted her legs around my waist. I slammed her back against the wall. “I told you to stop thinking about me.”

“I couldn’t possibly.”

Me either, baby.I kissed the side of her neck hard. I loved my ring on her finger. But I still loved marking her too.

“I need you,” she panted. “Please.”

I moved her to my desk and sat her down on the edge of it. One taste of her from my fingers and I was desperate for more. I pushed her skirt up. Her pussy was already glistening. “No thong?” I asked and raised my eyebrow at her.

“I was already so wet.” Her cheeks flushed.

Oh, Penny.I leaned down, spreading her thighs farther apart. I placed a slow stroke against her greedy pussy.

She moaned, lifting her hips to meet my mouth.

I thrust my tongue deeper. Penny was right, we really did need footage of this. I grabbed my laptop and spun it around so I could see the live feed. There was just one thing… I reached up and tore at her shirt. The buttons popped off. It stayed tied, but one of her breasts was exposed for the camera now. The angle was fucking perfect. Her legs spread wide, the pleasure written all over her face. One of her high heels dug into my back as I swirled my tongue around her wetness.So fucking sweet.

And she wasn’t lying when she said she was turned on from the original footage. Because she came fast around my tongue. I groaned and lapped up her juices, making her body keep shaking. I remembered that first time. I’d been so desperate to taste her. I thought I could get one taste and move on. I was so fucking wrong. She finally stopped shaking.

My turn.And I remembered really liking what I was going to do next.

I grabbed her hips and spun her around. She slid toward me on the desk, knowing what was coming next. She let her head fall off the side of the desk. She licked her lips like in the video as she stared at me from upside down.

How did I get so lucky?I pressed my tip against her lips. She immediately opened her mouth and I thrust forward.

Fuck.There was something magical about her giving me head upside down. Her tongue on top of my length, licking me where she usually couldn’t. The suction was different too. And I loved filling her slender neck with my cock.

“Look at you.” I pulled the monitor closer so she could see. “Look at you choking on my cock, baby.”

She moaned.

“Do you like that, dirty girl? You like when your professor fucks your face?”

She tilted her head farther back so I could press into her throat.

Jesus, Penny.My fingers tightened in her hair. I leaned forward and squeezed her perky breast with my free hand. I ran my thumb along her hard nipple and she moaned around my cock.

I didn’t even know where to look. Her breasts? Where her skirt just covered the apex of her thighs? Her lips around my cock? Or the footage? The footage was so fucking hot. I leaned forward and pushed the hem of her skirt up to expose her pussy. It was still soaked. I gently ran my index finger along her wetness.

She moaned and took my cock farther down her throat.

She was going to make me cum. And I hadn’t even spanked her yet. I thrust once more and slowly pulled out.

I grabbed her wrist and spun her back around. I pulled her off the edge of the desk.

“Turn around, Miss Taylor.”

She immediately turned around and placed her hands on the desk.

Her skirt was shorter than the one she’d worn to my office that day, her ass completely exposed. I cupped one of her ass cheeks and squeezed it. She was a school girl porno brought to life. And she was letting me record the whole thing.

She turned to look at me over her shoulder. “Is it better if I look at the camera?” she asked.

“Yes.”Wait, no.Ian was watching.Fuck.But I’d already said what I said.

Penny looked past me at one of the cameras and bit her lip.

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