My Professor (illustrated letter)
I then knew for sure that I had chosen the correct tactic. I grasped the hem of my dress with one hand and pulled it up over my breasts completely exposing my wonderful, full tits to his hungry gaze.
"Do you fantasize about my tits?" I taunted him as I wiggled my breasts at him. "Hmmmm? You like them, don't you Dr. Sanders? I bet you dream about kissing my tits, Don't you? Hmmmm?"
He just stared at me, his mouth opening and closing, but no words coming out.
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