I am a student librarian, and you are a naughty Professor at the University.  I am putting away books on the top floor of the library.  It is a quiet part of the library where the rare book collection is stored.  You were my French History Professor last semester. You are a powerful, naturally dominant, sexy man.  Now, here you are among some of the oldest books in the library, with your tongue down a pretty girl’s throat and your hand up her skirt. You are fingering her, and she is just about ready to cum for you, as I interrupt you.

Immediately, you pull your fingers out of the girl’s panties and wipe your dirty fingers on her skirt. Then you push her away and tell her that this can’t go any further because you could lose your job. You send her away. I walk up to you, brushing up against you, teasing you about playing with fire in the library.  I tease you about what I saw and how I should report you to the head of the University. I could ruin you. You beg for mercy. You promise me anything. I lift my glasses and look up at you.  “Anything?” I ask as I run my fingers along your throbbing hard cock.

I put my finger in the belt loop of your pants, and I make you follow me. Your ass is mine. I blackmail you and force you to have sex with me, just the way I like it. The tables are turned. It is my turn to have my way with you. I take you to a private back room of the library where we are going to fuck. I am one bratty co-ed who dominates you. You give me every pleasure with your tongue, your fingers, and your hard cock.