Lusting After My Hot Professor

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practical ended, strolled in tentatively with the textbook clasped against

er up on the school website

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ful face and body shouldn't be concealed by the la

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her into my office because I was lost in her ethereal be

what they would feel like wrapped aroun

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nt to disturb the peace of the class, so I didn't ask for your permission to go home. Please forgive

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leave. I don't bite, so what exactly were you afraid of?" I chuckled, shaking my he

and more nervous whe

, sir. I'm sorry

ould you like me to teach you all over again?" I offered her, totally not beca

totall

sir. Thanks for your offer, sir. I really appreciate it but I learned every

ent in my throat, and nodded, "Okay

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at the curved slope of her nose, and the gentle m

ace, and I gulped harshly as

I nervously wet my bot

what they tasted like. It was as if I had s

I did something horrible to her, but I just couldn't do it. M

with hers, darted one last stare at her li

e the sweetness of

ly jolting me out of my wanton reverie, and ca

t her book inside her bag, silently bowe

bs and a cap trekked in with a mop stick, and a pail in her ho

ner, and I'm here to clean your

d cellphone from my desk before trekking out of the office, inw

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