The phone kept ringing on the desk beside Lila’s flushed, tear-streaked face. Sharp, insistent vibrations against the wood. Professor Elias Voss’s cock was still buried balls-deep inside her, thick and twitching, stretching her ruined pussy to its absolute limit. Cum from his first load leaked out around his shaft, dripping down her thighs in warm, sticky trails.

Her father’s name glowed on the screen.

Lila’s eyes widened in pure panic. “No—Elias, don’t—”

He answered it anyway, putting it on speaker and setting it down right next to her head. Then he slowly rolled his hips, grinding deep inside her with a filthy, deliberate thrust that made her bite her lip...