The Bad Professor Ch. 02

Now, as I slowly stroke my shaft, Jacqueline sitting just across from me, the thrill is entirely different. She can see, beyond any doubt, the effect that her dirty words have had on me. She could take her money, leave, but she has chosen to stay with me and watch me masturbate. The element of display in front of this young woman is wonderful.

Jacqueline watches me wanking. There is no obvious sign of her excitement, but her eyes never leave my cock. I suspect that now it is her that is looking forward to reliving everything on her own, that she can't wait to pull off her skirt and sopping panties and rub her soft wet cunt until she comes.

It isn't surprising that all these factors bring me close in no short time. The liberating sense that after all this time together Jacqueline wants to see me holding my cock, wants to see me cum, wants to watch as I shoot off all over my hand and stomach, and the deceptively innocent look of curiosity on her face is all too much, and I am cumming, cumming, while Jacqueline watches.

She stands. "Thank you," she says. "Shall I come back next week? You can tell me what you want me to say later."

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