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The Chain: Link 7

Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

that… doesn’t matter,” Professor Evans said, slightly disingenuously, but some kind of propriety had to be maintained. “Let me help you, Professor!” Anthea said, pushing gently on his shoulders as indication that she wanted him to rise. So he did, amazed when the girl adjusted her body, coming down off the armchair to land on her knees in front of him. She looked up at him with eager eyes. “Do you want to cum on my face, Professor? Men always want to do that. I don’t mind. I like it. Do you want to cum on my face, Professor?” His member was aching, but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything, Memories of the earlier scenes in the disabled toilets haunted him. “Don’t disappoint the girl!” PC Whippy said. “I won’t allow it!” “Please,” Anthea pleaded. “Please cum on my face, Professor.” A hand gripped his rod. PC Whippy’s latex clad hand. It felt slippery, and he didn’t like to think where it had been. Anthea tilted her head up, extending her tongue. “Please,” she breathed. “Cum for me, Professor. You can cum in my mouth if you want to. Do you want me to swallow your cum, Professor?” “Anthea, you mustn’t say such things,” the Professor said, but half-heartedly. “I know it’s filthy,” Anthea breathed. “But I’m a filthy slut, Professor. I’m your filthy slut and I want your cum!” She pushed her tongue out again. Filthy didn’t begin to cover the sound of PC Whippy’s slimy latex glove tugging on his cock. All resistance gone, Professor Evans could feel sperm frothing as it ... prepared to journey along his cock. “Don’t keep the girl waiting, sir,” PC Whippy advised. He gasped. Anthea moved her head directly underneath his cock. For the second time that day, Professor Evans was cumming on a female student. Globules of sperm flecked Anthea’s face. When he was finished spurting, the girl took his cock from PC Whippy, letting the full length fill her mouth, slowly sliding her lips back up from root to tip, cleaning the residue from him. Anthea smiled happily. “Thank you, Professor Evans,” she said. “For giving this slut what she needs.” “You’re welcome,” Professor Evans said, though really he felt deeply ashamed of himself. “Come on, dear,” PC Whippy said, laying a hand on Anthea’s shoulder. “Let’s go and get you cleaned up.” With the two women gone, Professor Evans sank down in the armchair Anthea had previously occupied, hardly noticing the huge stain where her pussy had leaked. He placed his head in his hands, closed his eyes and groaned. What had he just done? What had happened? Where would it end? In tears, no doubt. Some sense that something had changed caused him to look up. He couldn’t believe it. He was back in his office at the university, the telephone receiver on his desk, a slight hiss coming from the speaker. The clock on the wall told him it was early afternoon. Completely disorientated as he was, Professor Evans had no time to gather his thoughts or his sense of time and space. There was a knock at the door. “Come!” he said, flinching his he ...