Who actually likes English class?

"O sweety," she laughed," Your gonna be in more positions than you can count. You need a lot of work with your paper. We'll have to schedule conferences as much as possible." I smiled back up at her and stood up, her cock clean as a whistle.

"Conferences sound good to me, although this one didn't help me get ideas for writing my paper," I said sarcastically.

"Michael, as long as I'm fucking you, you've got an A in this class." She gave me a big seductive grin.

"Are you blackmailing me Evelyn?"

"Now that's not at all what I'm saying," her grin grew wider. She guided my hand to her cock and I felt it stiffening again. "What I'm saying is you better get back down there before my cock gets to cold out in this open air. It needs a nice warm throat to sleep in and it likes yours so very much." I smiled widely back at her. She placed her hand back on my head and gently pushed me down to the floor in front of her massive, delicious cock. She looked at it and saw it wasn't fully erect yet.

"Hmmm," she thought out loud. "I think you better get my big balls inside that mouth of yours to stiffen up our friend here. What do you think?" In response I rolled my head back and opened my mouth again. Evelyn grinned with fiendish delight at my obedience and walked over top of me, letting her balls fall into my mouth. I closed tight around them and my tongue went to work on her sweet and salty balls

As I kneeled there underneath my English professor with her balls secured firmly in my mouth and my tongue fondling them in ways a hand never could, I thought that although this was the last thing I thought would happen in this meeting, it was by far also the best. I smiled and continued my work on my incredibly sexy English professor's testicles.

Ahhhh Evelyn.....