The professor rises from the bench in front of the gyno chair, leaving me lying there with my legs splayed out obscenely. My clit is so swollen and raw with neglect that it rubs against the lace of my knickers. I glare at his broad back, my hips jerking up and down to create a little friction. It might have worked if I wasn’t so sopping wet. The muscles of my pussy pulse in complaint, wanting to be filled. I throw my head back and swallow down a groan. Any other guy would have fucked me by now, but this one just wants to see me suffer.
