(Custom request- no names mentioned) You're a college student and I'm your professor. You're wearing your red sweater, ripped jean shorts or jeans, flats, slip-on sneakers and no socks. You're taking a test in my office, seated at a table with your side facing the camera. As you're doing this you're arching your feet in your shoes and out of your shoes, cutting between shots of your whole body and close-ups of your feet and legs. Occasionally look at me and smile. After a few minutes you get up, approach me, and lean over so that lots of cleavage is showing as you put your test on my desk. You look down and see your cleavage spilling out of your sweater and coyly say that your bulging breasts are spilling out of your sweater. You coyly remark about how tight your sweater is, pulling on the bottom of it and saying you might bust right out of it if you're not careful. You look down and see my boner, and you say "But you don't mind, do you professor?" Running your finger along your cleavage, you ask me if I liked when you were teasing me with your feet. You say I was praying I wouldn't get a boner in front of my student, but my cock just kept getting harder and harder. You sit in my lap, bite your lip, and ask me if I like your ass grinding on my cock. You start grinding on me, telling me you know I want to rip your clothes off and fuck you like crazy, but you'll never let me. Instead you're going to make me cum in my pants. You slowly grind on me, dirty talking until you make me cum in my pants. You get up, blow me a kiss, and leave.