In a graduate class, my instructor expressed her deep disappointment with my academic performance. She believed that I required a stern lesson for my subpar work. In a surprising turn of events, she began to undress, exposing her true intentions.
She forcefully pushed me to the ground and started to undo my pants, pulling out my rigid shaft. With a devilish grin, she straddled my face, rubbing her asscheeks all over me. I hesitantly reached up and touched her anus, attempting to stimulate it.
Suddenly, she released a stream of watery feces, covering my body with its sticky and foul-smelling texture. The humiliation was overwhelming, but I couldn’t deny the twisted thrill that came with it.