My Professor's Sin

My body trembles as he grips my waist and presses his erection against my ass. His hands slide forward and cup my bulge thats straining against my slacks.

"I'll ask again," he whispers against my ear, his minty breath cooling my, no doubt, crimson cheeks. " do you want me to help you?"

"But s-sir, wh-what if someone comes in?" He moves his lips to my neck and smirks. "Guess I'll have to make it quick." He quickly turns me around and attaches his lips to mine, grinding our middles together creating delicious friction.