What could the Professor want with me? Just let me stay. Black porn This was someone I’m supposed to trust with my life. I’ll do anything. Professors shouldn’t be allowed to do this. I’ve promised him that I’d vastly and relentlessly work on my skill. But I have to keep trying. I can’t even think straight. That come next evaluation, you’d make me forget about that mediocre display of your ability. He’s just shoving more and more of his cock inside of me. And per our agreement, from this day forth, you’re no longer a member of Officers Academy. It sounds like the tearing of fabric. What if I’m just manipulating myself into believing that I’m getting better? I scan the desk, trying to find something to cut this stupid fucking rope. But something tells me that he’s actually enjoying my sounds of suffering. And before I even fully grasp what’s going on, he forces my mouth onto the head of his cock, taking me by surprise.
