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Obviously, Shin Siwoo wasn’t working as a janitor at Trinity Academy anymore.

Amelia wasn’t an associate professor there either.

Which meant that by having a sex here, they straight up just illegally trespassed into the place.

But neither of them had the headspace to care about that right now.

Siwoo was completely consumed by raw lust and the urge to dominate her.

Amelia, on the other hand, was drowning in shame and overwhelming pleasure, barely holding herself together.

-Squelch, squelch, squelch

Pretending to go back to her old ways, Amelia worked her hips hard and fast.

Her soft, bouncing ass rocked back and forth, slowly swallowing Siwoo’s thick cock inch by inch.

She panted heavily, struggling for air, but still managed to throw icy insults at Siwoo with a shaky voice.

“You watching... Ugh... Carefully?”

Siwoo, whose head buzzed from the intense arousal, gripped her hips tight, steadying her as she rode him.

“See...how I’m...ngh...cleaning...every inch...of your cock...?”

Her words stuttered and broke apart each time he thrust his dick in, but she pushed through to finish her taunt.

If one were to add the real-time wet, nasty sound, it would go like:

‘See (squelch)...how I’m (slurp)...cleaning (slide)...every inch (thrust)...of your cock (moan)...?’

That was pretty much how it would play out.

“Unlike...haaah...a lazy janitor...ngh...wiping down just the easy spots... I’m...squeezing... Every last drop...out of your balls...! Making sure it’s spotless... Ahh...!”

Just as she bragged, her pussy scrubbed Siwoo’s dick top to bottom with precision.

From the thick base to the swollen, sensitive tip, she made sure nothing was left untouched.

Her slick juices mixed with his precum, creating a filthy, slippery mess as her walls clung to him.

The way she moved her hips was so filthy, that it could’ve been the poster child for slutty perfection.

“Fuck...”

Siwoo grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks wide apart.

At that moment, Amelia stopped moving, frozen in place.

The reason? Of course because she was embarrassed.

“Janitor, what are you doing?”

Even as she glanced over her shoulder, she somehow was able to keep up the act.

Her sharp eyes bore into him, immediately scolding him like she always did.

“I’m spreading Ms. Amelia’s ass open.”

“...Oh.”

“Sorry, I couldn’t get a clear view of how you were cleaning me up... Thought this would help me learn better.”

“...”

She muttered something along the lines of, ‘Is he out of his mind...?’ quietly, but he opted to ignore it.

Because he was way too turned on to care.

After all, he was fucking Associate Professor Amelia like silly!

He was completely dominating her!

That was all that echoed in his head, over and over like a relentless chant.

“W-Well then... G-Go ahead... Spread it...and watch closely...”

“Yes, please continue.”

Amelia, who had been still for a while, once again performed her cock-cleaning technique.

To be more specific, she shook her ass back and forth while holding onto the desk for support.

-Slap! Slap! Slap!

Even though Amelia’s face was burning with shame, her body had already turned too sensitive to stop.

The fact that they were doing this in a place where someone might just stop by brought her unspeakable shame, which further aroused her body.

-Slap! Slap! Slap!

“Aah...! Haa...! T-This is...! How you...properly...clean...! A cock...!”

The moment his cock prodded against her cervix as she gradually picked up the pace...

“Kyaaaang...!”

Her fake composure completely crumbled into a sultry moan, and she lifted her ass higher.

As a bonus, her rear hole was clenched tight, twitching like a mimosa leaf being grazed.

“Associate Professor? Are you okay?”

Siwoo looked at Amelia, faking a surprised expression, pretending he wasn’t fully aware of what was happening.

Amelia hung her head for a moment, panting heavily.

He heard her mutter, ‘Seriously... Siwoo... I wanna smack you...’ but again, he opted to ignore it.

Right now, he just wanted to enjoy the moment.

“Hold your horses... I was just startled. Don’t overreact to this little commotion. How embarrassing.”

Amelia forced herself to sound calm as she started moving her hips again.

But Siwoo’s firm grip quickly stopped her in place.

“What are you doing...?”

“You’re the only one putting in the work here, Ms. Assistant Professor... Let me try, just like you showed me.”

“...Fine, do it.”

She tried her best to keep up her composed act while swallowing her embarrassment.

At the same time, she tried to stifle her moans, as she was still afraid that someone might just come and overheard them.

She pushed through the overwhelming pleasure, forcing her hips to move.

As she had been juggling all that chaos, Siwoo’s words made her feel almost relieved.

She thought that with Siwoo stepping in, it’d take some of the pressure off.

-Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

But, her expectations were completely betrayed, and he started pounding her hard.

“Is this what you have in mind?”

“Ahh! Ngh...! Hic...!”

Amelia’s ass, which had just steadied, jolted up three times in a row.

His massive cock, about 1.2 times its normal size, was persistently knocking at the entrance of Amelia’s honeypot.

Each time, her elbows twitched, and her eyes flew wide open.

Her plush ass clenched so tight it felt impossible to grab hold of.

“Y-Yeah... L-Like that...! Even a janitor’s...gotta be good at something...! I guess...! ahh...!”

“Ms. Associate Professor Amelia.”

Siwoo gently rubbed the entrance of her womb, soothing it after the rough thrusts, while calling her name .

Amelia shivered but forced herself to answer in a steady voice.

“W-What?

“Pardon me, but... your backdoor has been twitching nonstop. Does it really feel that good?”

“...”

Amelia dropped her head.

He heard her mutter, ‘How long do I have to keep this up...?’ but opted to ignore it.

She turned her head sharply, glaring at Siwoo with teary, resentful eyes.

“Mmmph, ungh... Are you trying to say that I’m cumming from you dick right now, Janitor?”

“No, that’s not what I meant....”

“I’m Amelia Marigold, a grand witch. As if I could...ahhh...feel anything...from a mere demonstration...”

Associate Professor Amelia put on her coolest, most composed front.

But her greedy pussy, on the verge of climax, was already twitching, milking him like it was pulling up oil from a well.

“Ms. Associate Professor, I’m about to cum.”

From this point onward, there wasn’t anything written in the script; it was all up to Amelia’s improv.

Her eyebrows twitched at his words, and she bit her lip.

“W-When you release your seed...make sure to... Mmmph... not waste even a single drop... Press it tight against my cervix... T-That’s...the basic principle...of proper cleaning...”

“Ms. Amelia, you’re incredibly turned on right now.”

“Shut up... Haah...!”

-Thrust! Thrust! Squelch!

Before he finally came, he pounded her pussy like a maniac.

He grabbed her ass so tightly it felt like he’d break it, all while slamming his hips up and down.

“Ahh! Haa! Ngh...! Hic... ngh...!”

Amelia’s forced composure shattered as she muffled her desperate moans with her hand.

Her pussy clamped down hard, so tight it was almost impossible to move, trembling as it squeezed his cock with all its might.

-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

“Ngh...! Ngh...! Ngh...!”

Her moans were in sync with each pulse of his release. Even her ass was squeezing and loosening in rhythm.

She couldn’t feel any strength in her legs. If Siwoo wasn’t holding her up, they’d have given out long ago.

Just as she told him, he pressed tight to her cervix and released every last drop, filling her small womb to the brim.

“Haaahhh...”

Amelia’s body slumped onto the desk.

Siwoo pulled out with a deep breath, and a creamy mess of cum mixed with her juices spilled out, pooling at her feet.

Her thighs trembled uncontrollably, and every jolt squeezed out another thick spurt of cum from her tight, twitching hole.

Still, Siwoo finished quicker than expected, and Amelia’s orgasm wasn’t too intense, so she wasn’t completely spent or dazed.

Besides, their little act wasn’t over yet.

After lying limp on the desk for a bit, Amelia dragged her post-orgasm body up with effort.

“Haa... Janitor, make sure you watch closely till the very end.”

She looked a little drained but she pushed through, crouching down in front of Siwoo’s cock, still slick with cum and her own juices.

Gently cupping his balls to hold him steady, she started licking him clean with slow, thorough strokes.

“Ms. Associate Professor...”

“Even when it gets messy like this...slurp...you have to clean it up properly... Understand?”

Thick cum dripped from between Amelia’s shaky thighs, pooling on the floor beneath her.

Every little thing she did only fueled Siwoo’s urge to dominate her even more.

Amelia knew it too, which was why she played along with this shameless act.

Perhaps she was getting used to it, or perhaps that orgasm had left her a little dazed, dulling her embarrassment. Either way, she threw herself into the role with less hesitation than before.

-Gulp

After licking up every last drop of his cum and her own juices, Amelia swallowed it down in one smooth motion, just like always.

Her brows scrunched up a little.

On the other hand, she stared Siwoo down with a cool, steady voice that made it hard to believe she’d just put on a wild orgasm show a minute ago.

Siwoo mentally gave her the award for the year’s best actress of the Academy.

“There. See? Not a single trace left behind. That’s how you clean properly.”

“You’re amazing, Ms. Associate Professor.”

Her eyes quietly begged, ‘Can we stop now?’ but Siwoo opted to ignore her again.

Nothing could’ve pulled Siwoo back from that high right then.

‘If anyone dared to mess this up, even if it’s Keter, I’d take them down,’ he thought, his heart pounding with fierce determination.

“Ms. Associate Professor Amelia.”

“Yeah... I mean, what?”

“I’ve memorized your cleaning technique perfectly.”

“Of course you have. I gave you a personal demonstration. Even a lab rat could follow along. So let’s wrap it up for today....”

Amelia was trying to sneak out of this with a graceful exit, but Siwoo wasn’t about to let that happen.

“How about we try something else now?”

“...”

Amelia opened and closed her mouth as if she had a lot to say but ended up clenching it back, nodding her head reluctantly.

At first, she hadn’t been able to read Siwoo at all, but now, she was starting to understand him little by little.

For five years, Amelia couldn’t deny the guilt she carried from tormenting him.

That guilt had always lingered inside her, and Siwoo knew it too.

In fact, this ridiculous, dirty game was his odd way of being nice.

It was like exposure therapy, forcing her to confront her past mistakes head-on so she could finally let go of that guilt.

“M-Ms. Amelia. Could you... do this too?”

“Yes, just tell me, Siwoo.”

The fact that he didn’t call her Associate Professor meant he wasn’t playing the janitor anymore. He was back in his role as a director, guiding this performance.

When Amelia heard his whispered request, her face instantly flushed bright red.

“Seriously, Siwoo...? Are you an idiot...?!”

What sweet gesture, he’s just a perverted idiot!

That thought crossed Amelia’s mind.