My Professor (illustrated letter)

My Professor (illustrated letter) by cactusman

As he jacked off on the floor underneath me, I sat back in the chair and played lewdly with my cunt.

His penis, which had only been semi-erect up until then, very quickly grew to its full, rigid proportions in his hand as he watched me with an eager expression on his face. I could see he was starting to succumb to the pleasures of masturbation. Although surely he had done this before, it had never been like this.

I didn't speak at all. But I really began to taunt him by playing with breasts and my cunt, while he was only inches away, under my feet.