Chapter 112: Raw & Rough.

Wendy's POV.

"Are you alright, professor?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over his heavy breaths. His weight pressed down on me, but strangely, I didn't feel burdened. It was like holding onto a part of him, a connection I couldn't quite comprehend.

I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his warmth against my skin. There was a strange excitement bubbling within me, an unfamiliar sensation that made my heart flutter. But then, he slumped more against me, his body going limp, and I couldn't help but worry.

His dick was still in me, though not hard but I could still feel it in me and the thought of him fucking me again was thrilling but I was really sore down there so, I don't think it was much of a good idea.

"Wendy..." His voice was barely a whisper, but it was enough to make me shiver.

"Yes, professor?" I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the racing of my heart.

"You... You were so... I mean..." He stuttered as he propelled himself up to face me, his blue staring