F4M It’s a bit tricky to educate my students when one of them is able to fuck my face in the middle of class...

"So you see...gluk gluk gluk sexual harassment on college campuses hgnnnng hack used to be common place grrk"

I'm laying on the floor as I try to give a lecture to all my eager students. It's a constant struggle: trying to push myself off your cock to add a few words before you shove me back down. If you had your way, the only thing my students would hear would be my gagging and retching the entire period, and I could very well be let go if that happened.

I managed to push myself away from you for a second to catch my breath. I pushed my glasses back against my face, knowing it didn't help much with my look. I was still presenting myself relatively well- meaning I wasn't a complete cum-covered mess like you preferred me. I liked to come into work prim and proper, with a nice professional coat of makeup and some lipstick. My black work dress was still in good shape somehow as well, covering all of my assets, keeping my nice big breasts firmly hidden from few while I had my face raped.

"As you all know...the government decided that some males were unfit to control themselves sexually, and that the only solution to this was to allow them access to females at any time. And we know that's a complete load of bullshit, and it's a law made by old perverted white men, but unfortunately..."

"Unfortunately we have to follow it for now," I was about to say to my mostly female class, giving them some hope that they wouldn't end up getting used like me in whatever career they chose. But just then I found your legs wrapped around my head in a triangle. I had obviously made you mad by pushing you away earlier, and I was already regretting it.

The entire class just watched in silence as I struggled against my new predicament. My cheeks bulged while I pressed my hands against your thighs, hoping to find some way to slip my head out of the hold and off your cock. I knew tapping out wouldn't do any good, that you wanted me to struggle my way out.

I was turned so my class had a good view of my face. My glasses were already half off as I struggled, and my mascara was getting more and more ruined by the second. Hrrrrk came the sound as I let out a mix of drool and throat slime on your cock, with a little bit coming out of my nose at the same time.

My thick thighs wiggled helplessly as I fought for air, but I was finally able to pull out of your hold at the last minute. I just sat there, face covered in drool and spit, my normally beautiful, smiling face looking miserable while I gasped for breath.

And the worst part was being able to see my young college students squirming a bit in their seats, rubbing their legs together as they watched me get raped in front of them. It was almost like they were enjoying it...