I did my best to look surprised, though, in my experience, every male student has the same fantasy.“Oh, professor! Look!” I followed her gaze and ...aw she had milked a drop of precum from his cock. “You know, It would be a shame to waste that.” She pointed it at me and grinned wickedly. “Would you like to taste it?”I wanted to cheer at how well things were going, but I made a point of appearing to hesitate before I stood up. I took a deep breath and walked around my desk, pausing for a long. I begin by softly caressing the back of your neck and the tops of your shoulders, massaging you with the smooth, wet glove in the warm, relaxing water. You lean slightly forward so that my hands slides lower down your back, rubbing along your spine and down the sides of your back, then reaching even lower to caress the top of your ass, letting my index finger lightly tease the beginning of your sensitive crack. I bring my hand back up to the tops of your shoulders and softly stroke them again,. Its like a time warp…almost like we are back in Junior High, sitting at the same lunch table. He knows I'm married and reasonably happy with my husband. Then at a school basketball game he grabs me and hugs me when the team won…just a hug…but it startled both of us. It’s just small things like that for a while, he starts holding my hand when we are sitting or walking together, he runs his hand over my hair, kisses me on the forehead. Things really got started at a simple pool party. It was just. Slowly moving back and forth, taking inch by inch. Pressing my lips against his 9 inch cock. Licking all the way down and all the way back up. Scraping my teeth against his cock lightly. Adding pressure as he moans lightly. I pick up pace slightly as I moan. Turning my head slightly to the side. Taking him deeper in my soft moist mouth. Listening to his moans and groans as I keep a steady pace. He strokes my hair back, shit Rae Im close he moans, using my nickname. I use more pressure and flick.