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With my tongue swirling her clit and my nose trying to bury itself in her slit, I started banging her ass like a bongo. She wailed indignantly, but that only made me go harder. Not that she tried to stop me. The closest Taylor came to resistance was when her legs turned to jelly as she came.

"Told you," she panted, "you brought me over here to fuck me." She was on her knees now, her face planted back in the couch cushions.

Two fingers slid inside her, grazing her inner tightness. "Feels to me like you came over here to get fucked."

Her hips pumped slowly back against my hand. "You're the one who's making me do this, asshole."

My fingers slid in and out of her like a hot knife through butter. Warm, soft, melty, fuckable butter. "You mean, making you come? Because you're welcome. I'll admit this isn't what I was aiming for when I set out to touch my students' lives, but... I suppose this will have to do."

"Mothafucka you trying to act like you settling?" The snarl on her face as sh