I Need To Change Jobs And Become A Secretary!

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Are u in a relationship atm

Yes, I have a boyfriend who is no where near as kinky as I am

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After flirting with your professor all year, you finally decide to make a bold move and give him no reason to doubt your intentions any more. You walk in, set your phone on his desk and tell him that you want to cum from his lecture.

Your phone is already opened on the control app for your remote control toy and it is set to vibe with speech. As he begins his lecture, the words you hear send shivers down your spine and the matching vibrations send quakes throughout your already dripping cunt.

You watch him intently as he figures out that it is his words that make the sensations increase. He begins to walk the class and talk into the phone as if recording his lecture. You start to tremble and squirm as you feel your panties getting soaked. And your pussy starts to throb.

To make the torture more intense, he flashes a wicked grin and begins to call on students to answer questions. He holds the phone close to their mouths so he can watch you fight to maintain control.

He continues walking and makes his way towards you slowly. Stopping at each student along the way and asking them several questions each. You can feel the eyes of each person in the classroom get closer and closer to you and you get more excited and scared and don’t know if you can last.

Finally, he gets to you, the phone close to his lips and asks you to recite the opening to your thesis for the class since it was so well written and an example to follow.

You start fumbling over your words and your entire body is flushed. The thrill of him making you audibly fuck yourself in front of the entire class has you flooding your panties as your thighs are clenched so hard they hurt. After what seems like an eternity, you conclude the intro and gain an approving smile from the professor as he looks down and whispers, “Good girl.”

As he turns to walk away he loudly declares, “Class dismissed!”

What do you do for work?

I am a data analyst!