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The Professor who said I was a Good Girl
Date: 2/26/2016, Categories: True Story, Discipline, Domination/submission, Older Male / Female, Reluctance, School, Teen, Written by women, Young, Author: gingersaffron, Rating: 94.1, Source: sexstories.com
tennis shoes and socks off when... "I didn't tell you to take off your shoes, did I?" I paused and looked at him before replying, "No sir." and slipping my pants off over my white tennis shoes and socks. My underwear was plain, baby pink. Classic-Hanes panties. But as the air hit them, I could feel how soaked they had gotten in the last 5 minutes. "Turn around." He growled. I did. "Come on my desk." I turned to him slightly- "I didn't say you could turn around." "Sorry...sir." I slowly back up, feeling the back of my thighs hit the desk. I put one leg on the desk and then the other, with papers and exams of other students under my knees. I was now on my knees, standing, waiting for my next direction. "Bend over on all fours." I shyly bent over, trying my best to stay as far from him as possible on the desk. "Move closer to me." I slowly shuffled my bottom half of my body closer to his face, my wetness exposed to him. "Your pussy is soaked, Miss Mason." He said, his face getting close enough for me to feel the air of his words on the warmth of my groin. Him pointing out my wetness just made me even more wet. "When is the last time you came, Miss Mason?" I sucked in my breath, nervous to hear my own voice: "Um...7 months ago...sir." "You are a good girl, Miss Mason...you don't touch yourself?" I had always wanted to while the sounds of my roommate receiving her pleasure next to me, but always resisted. "No, sir." "You're such a good girl, aren't you..." I felt his hands lightly ...