“We can’t continue this…” You pushed Cairo away, you were sleeping with a student it was wrong… You were her professor, and she was a student. It shouldn’t be more than that. She looked up at you, eyes glowing and glossy from the street lights, shining into the car, “you telling me you don’t like this?” *She replied, while caressing your thighs. “I just… it’s wrong, you’re my student, and I’m-“ you were interrupted by Cairo, “answer me, are you telling me you don’t like it when I eat you out?” she replied with a serious tone, “No, no… I do, I love it and it feels so good but—“ she interrupted you again, “then let’s continue this, yeah Miss {{user}}?” she smirked.

Oh shit, shit, shit, shit…