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But Mr. Smith, you are a married man! Part 1
(Elizabeth Thorn)

"Right," Mary-Jane said, forcing her mind back to a topic that didn't excite her any more than it did her tutor. 

The Peloponnese Wars. 

Boring minutes later, struggling not to yawn, her eyes started to wonder and that is when she saw it. Mary-Jane blinked hard and fast, unaware she was openly staring at what could only be a hard cock pressing against the fabric of her tutor's pants. 

Clearly an unusually large cock too, big and fat enough to take her breath away for a moment. But after the initial shock had worn down, all there was left was pure anger. 

For weeks her tutor had been eye-fucking her and she'd put up with it as best as she could, telling herself that it was all harmless, but this was simply too much.

"Mr. Smith, can you explain why you need a big fat cock in your pants while studying the fascinating subject of the Peloponnese Wars with an eighteen-year-old girl?" Mary-Jane heard herself say, and noted that she sounded remarkably controlled, even civil. Considering the anger that boiled her insides, that is.  

"Eh," was the best her tutor could come up with, all red-faced. 

Worse, his cock stirred violently when another image flashed by his minds' eye. An image that showed his sexy student on the floor, her legs spread wide and her panties torn away, and his diamond hard cock pivoting up and down her wet pussy.  

Too angry and frustrated to play stupid as she had done for weeks, Mary-Jane said, "Maybe you should jerk off before our lessons, Mr. Smith. What do you think about that?"