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"Can't you make an exception?" She breathed. Her body moved subtly up and down, and when I glanced at her lower body, I realized what she was doing. The dirty slut was grinding her crotch against my desk.

I rolled my chair back and stood, coming around the desk like a predator, ready to pounce.

She watched me approach with wary eyes. But the twinkle in them betrayed her true feelings. She turned, leaning her buttocks on my desk as I prowled around to stand in front of her.I crowded her space, and my thick erection pressed into her. Her breath hitched, and her pupils dilated as she felt my rigid length.

"I might." My hands skimmed up the sides of her upper thighs, fingering her skirt. "If you tell me what the emergency was."

She bit her lip and glanced coyly up at me. Her cornflower blue eyes hit me in the gut as they always did when she regarded me. She leaned up, her breath skittering past my jaw as she pressed her lips to my ear. I shuddered, my control pulling like a thin rope on the verge of snapping.

"After your class, my panties were so wet I had to go home and change them."

Snap!

I growled and roughly turned her around, pushing her forward until her body rested on my desk.

"Professor Drake!" She gasped in fake outrage. Her hands scrunched up the papers on my desk. But I didn't care. There was nothing on them, anyway. I knew she would be coming. My naughty little student.

I lifted her skirt and breathed a sigh when I spied white cotton panties. I would set the University alight if I knew she walked these halls with her bare ass and pussy only covered by a short, flimsy skirt. She was still getting punished for showing off what was mine, though.

I tore her panties off, my dick growing heavy at the sound of her crocodile tears of outrage. She lifted her buttocks higher, silently consenting for me to do my worst. I smacked her ass, watching the flesh jiggle before smoothing it with my palm.

"That's what naughty girls get when they break the rules. You think you can come in here, and I'll make an exception?" I administered the same attention to her other butt cheek, causing her to cry out.

"Isn't that what you're doing now, Professor Drake?" She panted, her voice taking on a coltish lilt. "Making an exception?"

My mouth twisted in amusement at her backchat. She could never resist sassing me. Guess I'll have to punish her for that as well.

I pulled her ruined panties from my pocket and shoved them in her sinful mouth. She moaned around the material, and my heavy cock dripped at the wanton sound.

"You talk when spoken to," I ordered. "Or next time, it'll be my cock I'll shove in there."

I heard her whimper and mumble something around her panties that sounded suspiciously like "good."

I hunkered down, bringing her wet flesh to eye level. I could smell the sweet nectar of her arousal, and my mouth watered to taste.

I tilted her forward more and separated her ass cheeks, peering into her tight cunt and puckered asshole. I spat at it and coated my spit into her already dripping hole. I rubbed around her back entrance before realizing it felt unusually slicked and greasy. It also smelled like a certain strawberry lube.

"Rule number one when you come to my class." I sunk my middle finger into her juiced-up asshole. She cried out, clawing at my desk. "Always come prepared." My finger easily slid to my knuckle. I gathered some of her pussy juice, smearing it around her asshole. "Tell me, what did you prepare when you came to my office, hmm?"

Her muffled moans were all I received. "Was it this?" I leaned in and laved at her pussy, sticking my tongue in to gather her juices before sucking her flesh into my mouth. I held her body as she bucked against me, her pussy dripping more juice onto my tongue. I pulled back before widening her ass cheeks and letting go, watching them bounce. I spread her ass again and leaned forward to twirl my tongue around her tight ring hole.

"Or was it this?" I licked at her ass, sinking my tongue in and gathering more juice to spread around her asshole. I felt her hand grasp my head, pushing my face deeper between her butt cheeks until all I could taste and smell was her wet gash. Her fingers dug into my scalp, and I felt her ass grind against my mouth.

I ate her hungrily, slurping the juices from her pussy and spitting them onto her asshole until I had her saturated. Her girl come spilled down her thighs and covered my nose, mouth, and chin.

I stood up, quickly unbuckling my pants and shoving them and my boxer briefs down my thighs.

"Gonna fuck this pussy and ass good, little girl. Gonna make you work for that A."

I grabbed her leg and propped it up on my desk, spreading her further. I lined up my dick with her pussy and sunk in without hesitation. She cried out at the intrusion, but I carried on thrusting into her. She could take my big dick.

I pumped into her, grunting as I watched my dick disappear in and out of her wet channel. My length was slick with her juices, and it took everything in me not to come. I had to hold off. Because my dirty girl came to me with a lubed-up asshole for a reason.

Once I had fucked her cunt a few times, I reluctantly pulled out before tucking the head of my cock against her tight, puckered back entrance.

"Walking around these halls showing this tight ass. You're just begging to be fucked, aren't you?"

Her head nodded as she whimpered in need. She was practically climbing the table and rubbing her sweet, young cunt against the wood. My lips peeled back in a grimace as her tight hole strangled my dick.