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Obviously, Shin Siwoo wasn’t working as a janitor at Trinity Academy anymore.
Alia wasn’t an associate professor there either.
Which ant that by having a sex here, they straight up just illegally trespassed into the place.
But neither of them had the headspace to care about that right now.
Siwoo was completely consud by raw lust and the urge to dominate her.
Alia, on the other hand, was drowning in sha and overwhelming pleasure, barely holding herself together.
-Squelch, squelch, squelch
Pretending to go back to her old ways, Alia worked her hips hard and fast.
Her soft, bouncing ass rocked back and forth, slowly swallowing Siwoo’s thick cock inch by inch.
She panted heavily, struggling for air, but still managed to throw icy insults at Siwoo with a shaky voice.
“You watching... Ugh... Carefully?”
Siwoo, whose head buzzed from the intense arousal, gripped her hips tight, steadying her as she rode him.
“See...how I’m...ngh...cleaning...every inch...of your cock...?”
Her words stuttered and broke apart each ti he thrust his dick in, but she pushed through to finish her taunt.
If one were to add the real-ti wet, nasty sound, it would go like:
‘See (squelch)...how I’m (slurp)...cleaning (slide)...every inch (thrust)...of your cock (moan)...?’
That was pretty much how it would play out.
“Unlike...haaah...a lazy janitor...ngh...wiping down just the easy spots... I’m...squeezing... Every last drop...out of your balls...! Making sure it’s spotless... Ahh...!”
Just as she bragged, her pussy scrubbed Siwoo’s dick top to bottom with precision.
From the thick base to the swollen, sensitive tip, she made sure nothing was left untouched.
Her slick juices mixed with his precum, creating a filthy, slippery ss as her walls clung to him.
The way she moved her hips was so filthy, that it could’ve been the poster child for slutty perfection.
“Fuck...”
Siwoo grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks wide apart.
At that mont, Alia stopped moving, frozen in place.
The reason? Of course because she was embarrassed.
“Janitor, what are you doing?”
Even as she glanced over her shoulder, she sohow was able to keep up the act.
Her sharp eyes bore into him, imdiately scolding him like she always did.
“I’m spreading Ms. Alia’s ass open.”
“...Oh.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t get a clear view of how you were cleaning up... Thought this would help learn better.”
“...”
She muttered sothing along the lines of, ‘Is he out of his mind...?’ quietly, but he opted to ignore it.
Because he was way too turned on to care.
After all, he was fucking Associate Professor Alia like silly!
He was completely dominating her!
That was all that echoed in his head, over and over like a relentless chant.
“W-Well then... G-Go ahead... Spread it...and watch closely...”
“Yes, please continue.”
Alia, who had been still for a while, once again perford her cock-cleaning technique.
To be more specific, she shook her ass back and forth while holding onto the desk for support.
-Slap! Slap! Slap!
Even though Alia’s face was burning with sha, her body had already turned too sensitive to stop.
The fact that they were doing this in a place where soone might just stop by brought her unspeakable sha, which further aroused her body.
-Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Aah...! Haa...! T-This is...! How you...properly...clean...! A cock...!”
The mont his cock prodded against her cervix as she gradually picked up the pace...
“Kyaaaang...!”
Her fake composure completely crumbled into a sultry moan, and she lifted her ass higher.
As a bonus, her rear hole was clenched tight, twitching like a mimosa leaf being grazed.
“Associate Professor? Are you okay?”
Siwoo looked at Alia, faking a surprised expression, pretending he wasn’t fully aware of what was happening.
Alia hung her head for a mont, panting heavily.
He heard her mutter, ‘Seriously... Siwoo... I wanna smack you...’ but again, he opted to ignore it.
Right now, he just wanted to enjoy the mont.
“Hold your horses... I was just startled. Don’t overreact to this little commotion. How embarrassing.”
Alia forced herself to sound calm as she started moving her hips again.
But Siwoo’s firm grip quickly stopped her in place.
“What are you doing...?”
“You’re the only one putting in the work here, Ms. Assistant Professor... Let try, just like you showed .”
“...Fine, do it.”
She tried her best to keep up her composed act while swallowing her embarrassnt.
At the sa ti, she tried to stifle her moans, as she was still afraid that soone might just co and overheard them.
She pushed through the overwhelming pleasure, forcing her hips to move.
As she had been juggling all that chaos, Siwoo’s words made her feel almost relieved.
She thought that with Siwoo stepping in, it’d take so of the pressure off.
-Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
But, her expectations were completely betrayed, and he started pounding her hard.
“Is this what you have in mind?”
“Ahh! Ngh...! Hic...!”
Alia’s ass, which had just steadied, jolted up three tis in a row.
His massive cock, about 1.2 tis its normal size, was persistently knocking at the entrance of Alia’s honeypot.
Each ti, her elbows twitched, and her eyes flew wide open.
Her plush ass clenched so tight it felt impossible to grab hold of.
“Y-Yeah... L-Like that...! Even a janitor’s...gotta be good at sothing...! I guess...! ahh...!”
“Ms. Associate Professor Alia.”
Siwoo gently rubbed the entrance of her womb, soothing it after the rough thrusts, while calling her na .
Alia shivered but forced herself to answer in a steady voice.
“W-What?
“Pardon , but... your backdoor has been twitching nonstop. Does it really feel that good?”
“...”
Alia dropped her head.
He heard her mutter, ‘How long do I have to keep this up...?’ but opted to ignore it.
She turned her head sharply, glaring at Siwoo with teary, resentful eyes.
“Mmmph, ungh... Are you trying to say that I’m cumming from you dick right now, Janitor?”
“No, that’s not what I ant....”
“I’m Alia Marigold, a grand witch. As if I could...ahhh...feel anything...from a re demonstration...”
Associate Professor Alia put on her coolest, most composed front.
But her greedy pussy, on the verge of climax, was already twitching, milking him like it was pulling up oil from a well.
“Ms. Associate Professor, I’m about to cum.”
From this point onward, there wasn’t anything written in the script; it was all up to Alia’s improv.
Her eyebrows twitched at his words, and she bit her lip.
“W-When you release your seed...make sure to... Mmmph... not waste even a single drop... Press it tight against my cervix... T-That’s...the basic principle...of proper cleaning...”
“Ms. Alia, you’re incredibly turned on right now.”
“Shut up... Haah...!”
-Thrust! Thrust! Squelch!
Before he finally ca, he pounded her pussy like a maniac.
He grabbed her ass so tightly it felt like he’d break it, all while slamming his hips up and down.
“Ahh! Haa! Ngh...! Hic... ngh...!”
Alia’s forced composure shattered as she muffled her desperate moans with her hand.
Her pussy clamped down hard, so tight it was almost impossible to move, trembling as it squeezed his cock with all its might.
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
“Ngh...! Ngh...! Ngh...!”
Her moans were in sync with each pulse of his release. Even her ass was squeezing and loosening in rhythm.
She couldn’t feel any strength in her legs. If Siwoo wasn’t holding her up, they’d have given out long ago.
Just as she told him, he pressed tight to her cervix and released every last drop, filling her small womb to the brim.
“Haaahhh...”
Alia’s body slumped onto the desk.
Siwoo pulled out with a deep breath, and a creamy ss of cum mixed with her juices spilled out, pooling at her feet.
Her thighs trembled uncontrollably, and every jolt squeezed out another thick spurt of cum from her tight, twitching hole.
Still, Siwoo finished quicker than expected, and Alia’s orgasm wasn’t too intense, so she wasn’t completely spent or dazed.
Besides, their little act wasn’t over yet.
After lying limp on the desk for a bit, Alia dragged her post-orgasm body up with effort.
“Haa... Janitor, make sure you watch closely till the very end.”
She looked a little drained but she pushed through, crouching down in front of Siwoo’s cock, still slick with cum and her own juices.
Gently cupping his balls to hold him steady, she started licking him clean with slow, thorough strokes.
“Ms. Associate Professor...”
“Even when it gets ssy like this...slurp...you have to clean it up properly... Understand?”
Thick cum dripped from between Alia’s shaky thighs, pooling on the floor beneath her.
Every little thing she did only fueled Siwoo’s urge to dominate her even more.
Alia knew it too, which was why she played along with this shaless act.
Perhaps she was getting used to it, or perhaps that orgasm had left her a little dazed, dulling her embarrassnt. Either way, she threw herself into the role with less hesitation than before.
-Gulp
After licking up every last drop of his cum and her own juices, Alia swallowed it down in one smooth motion, just like always.
Her brows scrunched up a little.
On the other hand, she stared Siwoo down with a cool, steady voice that made it hard to believe she’d just put on a wild orgasm show a minute ago.
Siwoo ntally gave her the award for the year’s best actress of the Academy.
“There. See? Not a single trace left behind. That’s how you clean properly.”
“You’re amazing, Ms. Associate Professor.”
Her eyes quietly begged, ‘Can we stop now?’ but Siwoo opted to ignore her again.
Nothing could’ve pulled Siwoo back from that high right then.
‘If anyone dared to ss this up, even if it’s Keter, I’d take them down,’ he thought, his heart pounding with fierce determination.
“Ms. Associate Professor Alia.”
“Yeah... I an, what?”
“I’ve morized your cleaning technique perfectly.”
“Of course you have. I gave you a personal demonstration. Even a lab rat could follow along. So let’s wrap it up for today....”
Alia was trying to sneak out of this with a graceful exit, but Siwoo wasn’t about to let that happen.
“How about we try sothing else now?”
“...”
Alia opened and closed her mouth as if she had a lot to say but ended up clenching it back, nodding her head reluctantly.
At first, she hadn’t been able to read Siwoo at all, but now, she was starting to understand him little by little.
For five years, Alia couldn’t deny the guilt she carried from tornting him.
That guilt had always lingered inside her, and Siwoo knew it too.
In fact, this ridiculous, dirty ga was his odd way of being nice.
It was like exposure therapy, forcing her to confront her past mistakes head-on so she could finally let go of that guilt.
“M-Ms. Alia. Could you... do this too?”
“Yes, just tell , Siwoo.”
The fact that he didn’t call her Associate Professor ant he wasn’t playing the janitor anymore. He was back in his role as a director, guiding this performance.
When Alia heard his whispered request, her face instantly flushed bright red.
“Seriously, Siwoo...? Are you an idiot...?!”
What sweet gesture, he’s just a perverted idiot!
That thought crossed Alia’s mind.
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