Just like her whole body, her knees lost their strength. She plopped hard on the table, almost unmoving, while The Professor continued fucking her. He didn't slow his pace; if anything, he fucked her pussy even harder and deeper. His pelvis slamming against Yoona’s ass created slapping sound that only grew louder and louder, and the impact shook her ragdoll-like body hard. He could feet his balls tense up. He was so close.
Then his cock exploded, spurting load after load of hot, sticky, white cum inside the idol’s pussy.
He staggered to the guest chair Yoona previously sat on, and dropped his tired body on it. Meanwhile, Yoona tried to lift her body up, but he forbade her. “No, don’t move.” He said sternly.
“Why, Sir?”
“I like the view from here.” He smirked. Yoona was still bent over his desk, and from his seat he could clearly see Yoona’s ass and pussy. With a satisfied smirk, he watched his cum dripping out of the idol’s abused pussy. It almost felt like a dream. No, in fact even in his wildest dream he wouldn’t dare imagine he could use goddess Yoona as his cum dumpster. Yet, it was happening right now.
Just that thought almost made him cum again.
"Sir, do you think I can pass your class now?" Yoona asked.
He smirked. "I think there is a good chance, Yoona. But you will need more extra credit. Come by my house on Saturday evening, around eight, and we'll discuss your next assignment.”
He couldn’t see it, but a smile appeared on Yoona’s face when she heard those words.