Masturbating Before Going To Class

With her heart pounding, she quickly unzipped her pencil skirt and slid her fingers under her lacy black panties. Her mind was filled with images of him, the professor with his strong jawline and captivating eyes. She couldn't resist the urge any longer as she rubbed her swollen clit, moaning softly to herself.Just as she was about to climax, there was a knock on the door. She froze, trying to control her breathing. Was it him? Oh god, what if he walked in on her like this? Her mind raced with fear and arousal.Deciding to take the chance, she continued pleasuring herself, imagining it was his rough hands stroking her sensitive skin. As she got closer to her peak, another knock made her jump. This time, she let out a soft whimper.The door opened and he stepped inside.