Chapter 145 Cum For Me, Isla

PROFESSOR'S POV;

"Yes," she hissed, her hips rolling against my hand. "Please, I need—"

"What do you think about during my lectures, Isla?" I demanded, curling my fingers to hit that sweet spot that made her gasp. "Tell me."

"I—fuck—I think about you bending me over this desk," she admitted, her ...

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