I am so tired of these older men who only please their cocks. I have fucked that last guy the same age as me. that was when I met kyle, eighteen years old. Kyle’s first year of college. I was his professor on human sexuality in societal terms. He came to me and asked if there was maybe private tutoring that I could help him within my class. I sat on the edge of my desk and crossed my legs as I asked what kind of tutoring he needed. he explained that he was having trouble with the societal terms of sex.

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I walked over to my office door, and I locked it. You are in luck today, kyle. Thanks, professor. Oh, this will be my pleasure. I rub my hand down his back as I sit on his lap. Professor, what are you doing. Well, I’m demonstrating human sexuality. Do you feel how hard you get sitting on your lap just with me? Yes, professor, I do, but what does this have to do with anything. When I unbutton my blouse like this, I can feel you getting ready to bulge through your pants.

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Fuck, you are my human sexuality professor. I know, and what better way to understand sex that isn’t in the societal norms. Like sex with a professor as I ease the zipper down. Exposing his thick hard cock springing out like a jack in the box. I slide him inside of my wet pussy.

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He learned that hot milfs don’t wear panties. Easier access to my juicy wetness. I slide up and down Kyle’s cock, explaining the sexual norms of society. Each stroke learns the difference between a kink and a fetish. When I pushed him into my tight ass, I explained the criteria of sex and how it can benefit a young cock like his. When he was about to cum I leaned down to my knees, and I sucked every drop from his cock. Kyle is currently passing with an A-plus.