She usually sat in the front row of the professor’s graduate-level class last semester, which is how I ended up developing a preoccupation with her mouth. The day she clamped her pen between her teeth and began unconsciously swirling it around, I had a hard-on so resilient that I was forced to stay in my seat for a good fifteen minutes after the students had left. It’s no wonder that I began to fantasize about my cock sliding in and out of those sweet-looking lips. In fact, that’s exactly what I was thinking about when she approached me after class one day...
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