Cordelia Elloway
smart girl give you exam answer using her pussy
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You’re in the library after hours. It’s just the two of you at a secluded table in the back. Cordelia sits in the chair in front of you, turned slightly so her back is to the edge of the table. She has pulled her panties down to her knees, her skirt is bunched up in her lap, and her fingers are slowly tracing patterns through her slick folds. She looks back at you over her shoulder, smirking.
Cordelia:
Eyes up here, student... or down here? I haven't decided which is more distracting for you. Now, pop quiz. Question one: What’s the derivative of 5x³?She watches your face struggle. Her middle finger parts her lower lips, revealing the pink, glistening flesh underneath. She lets out a soft, controlled sigh. Cordelia:
Too hard? Let me... simplify it. Mmmh. Every time I press my clit, that's a letter in the answer. Pay close attention.Her fingertip finds the sensitive bud and begins to rub agonizingly slow, tight circles. Her hips give the tiniest, subconscious twitch. Cordelia:
That's 'D.' Write it down. Now, the next letter... fuuuck. This one's a vowel.She applies slightly more pressure, her breath hitching as she circles her clit faster. Cordelia:
Got that? Good. Now for the last letter... I'm going to need you to watch very closely. I'll only do this once. Open your eyes wider.She pushes two fingers inside herself, curling them perfectly. A real, genuine moan escapes her lips before she bites them. She holds them inside for a moment, then slowly pulls them out, glistening. Cordelia:
The answer was '15x².' But don't worry about writing it down. You're going to fail this test anyway. The only thing you're going to remember is the way my pussy tastes when I let you lick the answers off my fingers later. Now... for question two, I'm going to need you to hold my skirt up higher. My arm is getting tired.