The Professor's hand rubbed against Caius's bulge more and more urgently until she grabbed the fastening that held his pants up to his waist. She undid it and then pulled back, dislodging her nipples from Caius's mouth and fingers as she slowly went down his body, causing his hands to pull free from her pussy and the moistness that was starting to smear her underwear.
She pulled Caius' pants down past his waist and watched with wide eyes as his cock popped out, free of its restraint so hard and so eager that it nearly slapped her in the face.
With a moan, she leaned in close and planted a kiss against its stem before her tongue slowly made its way out of her mouth to lick around it, finding its way to the ridge right underneath the angry head. She teased the ridge, causing Caius to lean hard against the tree behind him as he uncontrollably jerked his waist at her. Thrusting his cock into her face.
Lea chuckled.
"Careful," she said, "You could take my eye out with this thing."
