Back to your room to think

From Torg Adventure

You leave the pinched librarian in her library and head to your rooms. You mull the last half hour over in your head. Those girls, at least Grace, were turned on by the paddling. Your cock twitches in your pants as you remember their shuddering moans. You congratulate yourself on your self-control, since they would probably have welcomed you and Mr. Carter to go further. Sally is surely a virgin.

Then a pesky thought enters your head. What was your true motivation in using the old disciplinary rules? Did you just want to get off on spanking girls, or were you simply trying to gain control of the unruly student body? You start unpacking your feelings in the matter. You enter your office with mixed emotions. You remove your coat and tie, and begin unbuttoning your shirt when you hear a low moan come from your bedroom.

You quickly cross to the door and stop, your mouth agape.

Sally is sitting up in your bed, propped up on pillows with the blanket pulled up to her waist, her naked breasts and their fat pink nipples pointing straight at you. Her hands are moving under the blanket, and her face has the slack-jawed look of full arousal. Her pale skin is flushed. Another moan escapes her throat.

"Miss Mathewson!" you shout.

Her eyes snap open and she sees you. A wide grin spreads across her face.

"Oh, Dean Hawkfeather! You were so kind to me for letting Grace take two of my swats, I came here to thank you. When you weren't here, I couldn't stop thinking about you! I got carried away." she says breathlessly. She climbs out of the bed and rushes to you, tits jiggling wildly, and jumps up, wrapping her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist. She peppers your face with kisses. Her pussy squishes your shaft against your body.

You put your arms around her reflexively. Having Sally's warm soft flesh in your hands is rather arousing and you feel your cock twitch in your pants. Memories of your paddling of her ass come to mind and make matters worse. Then the girl's earthy aroma hits your nose, sending your libido through the roof. Sally pulls your face to the front and plants a big kiss on your mouth. Her tongue teases at your lips.

Can you control your animal urges?

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