The air in Professor Lucas-lover's office hung thick with unspoken tension. Verlonis, her face flushed, fidgeted with the hem of her schoolgirl skirt. "Professor, I... I'm desperate," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the hum of the fluorescent lights. The failing grade on her last exam loomed over her, a dark cloud threatening her college future.
Lucas-lover, a man hardened by years of academic rigor, felt a stirring he hadn't anticipated. Verlonis, with her delicate features, fiery red hair, and those pleading eyes, was intoxicating. He knew this was wrong, crossing a line he shouldn't even approach, but the desire was a tangible thing in the room, thick and heavy. "What are you suggesting, Verlonis?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly.
She took a shaky breath and moved closer, the scent of her perfume filling his senses. Her hand trembled as she reached out, her small fingers brushing against his. "I'll do anything, Professor. Anything to pass." Her words were a barely audible plea. She then started to unzip his pants, her eyes never leaving his. The warm, thick flesh of his cock sprung into her face, and she swallowed him deep into her mouth. She moved her tongue up and down the shaft, teasing the tip of his head with her lips.
He moaned, his resolve crumbling. He grabbed her by the hair, pulling her harder into his cock. "You are such a dirty girl," he growled. After a few minutes, he flipped her over onto his desk and entered her from behind in the doggy position. He pounded into her with a savage intensity. Grabbing her by the waist, he went faster and faster, finally releasing a torrent of cum deep inside her petite pussy.
Later, lying spent on his office floor, Verlonis looked at him with a mix of shame and triumph. She hoped the creampie was worth it, that her sacrifice would be enough to secure her future. And a perverse part of her enjoyed it too. "Will I pass, Professor?" she asked softly, already planning what she would do next time.