When I left for college, daddy promised me a brand-new tesla if I graduated with a 4.0 GPA, I’m far from a dumb bitch but sometimes I procrastinate too much. My professor has been a jerk to me, maybe because he challenges and actually makes me put in the effort. He passed back our recent grades, and I caught him staring at my cleavage, but this dude gave me a C+. Porsha does not get anything but As. I’m either going to earn this grade one way or another. “Mr.Johnson, can I speak with you after class alone please?”On that note, the class was over and I locked the door behind the last class. Mr. Johnson went into his office, and I followed behind him. I had a skirt on sat in a chair slightly opened my legs enough so he could. I told him I needed extra credit because I can’t end the term with C+. I noticed he took a glance, so I opened my legs wider. Mr. Johnson was carmel complexion hazel eyes, bald head, and solid built just like I like them. I drop my skirt and go over to him. I whisper in his ear, taste me and fuck me good. He lifted me on his shoulders, and I swear my soul left my body.He put me down and started fucking me from behind like he had a point to prove. I thought it back and kept going harder and harder. Someone was knocking harder at the door, but he kept fucking me. The door opened I heard someone walking he put me under his desk, as he started talking I started sucking his dick sucking my juices off and sucked him until he moaned while talking. I sucked him and sucked just like Slurpee and slurped every bit out and swallowed every drop of his sweetness. I got up and said, so I take it that’s an A. Left out and let’s just say I made sure to sign up for a few more of his classes and some tutoring in between.
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