Rex watched with predatory satisfaction as Elizabeth meticulously cleaned his fingers with her tongue that was moving too fast right now. Her tongue swirled around his knuckles, lapping up every drop of her own arousal, her calm demeanor slowly fraying at the edges.
Her breathing hitched, becoming shallow and jagged. The sight of her massive, heavy breasts straining against the thin lace of her bra made Rex's blood boil with dominance.
He leaned in close, his warm breath fanning against her ear, making her shiver. "Look at you, Professor... nah... I think you deserved to be called Elizabeth now..."
"Elizabeth, aren't you feeling hotter and hotter right now...?" Rex purred, his voice dripping with possessive authority. "You're already gasping for more air just from seeing me staring at those eyes and even tits."
