"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"
These were the sounds Sophia made as she pressed her lips against Roland's, her tongue swirling wildly in his mouth.
To her horror, she realized that the very sexual acts she had sworn to forbid were now what she desperately craved, unable to stop herself.
It was as if every second that big dick remained inside her, the passive influence of the Massage Technique kept her body burning with insatiable heat. She could only move ceaselessly, demanding kisses, pressing her D-cup breasts against him, grinding and rubbing against his body.
She knew perfectly well how forbidden this was, how deeply she was betraying her husband, how urgently she needed to stop.
She couldn't continue. She couldn't let her husband's hair turn any greener.
It was one thing to have inexplicably agreed to Roland's absurd request earlier, but now she was fully conscious. How could she possibly continue having relentless sex with a student in her right mind?
