So this is the story of howI got an A in calculus. Now before we get started I must tell you that normally I’m a good student, but even I need the occasional bit of extra credit. So I had every intention of getting straight A’s because this is my freshman year and Daddy promised that if I made the Dean’s list I would get a huge reward. No way was one stupid little Calculus class going to stand between me an a new car. Besides it wasn’t even my fault I was doing badly. It was Professor Cox. He was so hot it was distracting me. All I could do during class was stare at the huge bulge in his pants. Don’t get me wrong Matt, that’s my boyfriend keeps me satisfied, but Prof. Cox had a very impressive package, not mention he was a total cutie. Now I’m hard to impress because I could have my pick of any guy on campus. I mean just look at me. Tight ass, perfect tits, and a pretty face. I’m a hot bitch.
Anyway I would spend the entire class fantasizing about what was in his pants. I wanted it in my mouth, and in my tight little cunt. Sometime I would be so horny after class I would have to head back to my dorm room instead of my next class. I would be so wet I’d just pull jeans down and I push two fingers right into my pussy. I would already be so wet, and usually I’d come so fast I could still make my next class. Continue reading
