Feeling Empowered

Mona Wales leaned into Casey's space like she knew the girl's argument was bullshit from the first word. Conservative, straight-A brunette with perfect tits pressing against her sweater—Casey watched her feminist professor with narrow eyes while Mona moved closer. Mona kissed her like the lesson had already started, tongue slick and slow, one hand slipping beneath that same sweater to cup warm breast. Casey's breath caught when Mona pinched her nipple, the little sound feeding straight into Mona's mouth. Casey's pussy was wet before she realized what was happening; Mona simply reached down and found her clit through cotton panties, rubbing until the fabric stuck to her. Two fingers pushed inside, thrusting easy and steady, curling until Casey rocked forward, thighs shaking. When Mona bent and licked her open, Casey grabbed the back of her head and held her there, hips jerking. After Mona came up glistening, Casey rolled her over and spread her legs, burying her face where she could taste her professor's cunt on her tongue. Mona shook hard when she came, slick running down Casey's chin. A minute later the harness was buckled around Mona's hips. She sank the strap into Casey's soaked pussy and drove deep, one hand on the girl's hip, the other fisted in dark hair. Casey came loud, back arched, heels slipping on the sheets.