School help

Sometimes homework is a real bitch. Today the lesson was human reproduction, and nothing made sense until Frank stepped in. He peeled off his clothes, erection already heavy. I knelt between his thighs and took him in my mouth. Tongue gliding over the head, lips dragging down every inch until my chin bumped his balls. His fingers threaded through my hair, guiding the rhythm. When he finally pulled out, he flipped me onto my back. My legs spread wide, blond strands plastered to my damp skin. He pushed inside with one steady thrust. I gasped, the burn spreading into heat, every stroke driving the lesson home. His pace sharpened, hips snapping until his breath hitched and he pulled free, painting my face in thick, warm streaks.