Suku's fingers trembled as he dialed the number he'd memorized in silence for a year. 'Aamy? It's Professor Suku. I know it's been forever, but I'm teaching nearby now. Coffee? My place is just around the corner from your new apartment—purely friendly, I swear.'
Aamy's laugh crackled through the line, sharp and unyielding. 'Professor? After ghosting the entire campus? Bold move, bald man. Fine, but only because your lectures were the only thing that didn't put me to sleep. Don't think this means I'm fragile anymore.'
She arrived at his modest room, her eyes sparkling with that old crush she never voiced. 'This isn't coffee; it's an ambush,' she teased, sipping from the mug he handed her. 'You resigned, vanished, and now you're luring me in with caffeine? What's the angle, Suku? Loneliness making you poetic?'
He chuckled, voice low. 'Maybe. Or maybe I missed that witty tongue of yours. One year apart, and here we are—two souls with unfinished business.' Their banter flew fast: she mocked his bald head ('Shaved for the midlife crisis, or just efficient?'), he countered with her apartment choice ('Nearer to me? Freud would have a field day'). Tension thickened; suppressed desires clawed at him.
As words turned heated, he leaned in, manipulating the moment with gentle persistence born of loneliness. 'You've always had that fire, Aamy. Let it burn with me.' She didn't submit—she met him eye-to-eye, strong and smirking. 'You think you can handle this? My turn to lead.' Clothes shed amid panting breaths; his cock grew hard against her, her pussy wet and dripping with anticipation. She pushed him back, witty barbs flying: 'Don't get cocky, professor—show me that hard length properly.'
The explosive scene ignited: she straddled him, ass grinding as he entered her, both sweating and horny. 'Fuck, your cock feels perfect,' she moaned, riding with fierce control. He thrust deeper, her blowjob earlier leaving him aching; they came together in waves of cum, bodies intertwined, her strength matching his every move until exhaustion claimed them.
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