The Professor's Passionate Moment (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

For students, exams always come slower than they imagine and faster than they actually do.



So when the associate professor of auditing announced before the end of get out of class that there would be a midterm exam next week, everyone still made "Wow" sounds to express their pretend surprise.

The associate professor was used to it and didn't even react. He just packed his bag and left.

"Hey, what should we do?" Yi Yan said to another girl next to her, "This subject is so difficult, did you take notes?"

"My copy is so messy," the girl said, "I'm afraid I can't even understand it myself."

"What should we do then..." Yi Yan turned to the front seat and asked, "Wen Wen, you must have copied it!"

"Yes!" Wenwen said, "But I don't know if it will be useful?"

"Lend me a copy," Yi Yan ran over and said, "Read it first."

"Can't you copy the notes yourself?" Xuemei, who was sitting in the front row, said coldly, "Why are you borrowing from everywhere! Ahem..."

Yiyan and Wenwen looked at each other. Wenwen smiled sheepishly. Yiyan waited for Xuemei to leave her seat, then made a face at her back and whispered, "Pretending! Cough ghost!"

Xuemei has caught a cold these past two days and has been coughing non-stop.

The girl who had just sat next to Yilian also came over and said, "Ignore her, she's a good student... Oh, by the way, I heard from students in other departments that our associate professor has been in a bad mood recently. I wonder if the questions for next week will be deliberately..."

"Ah! Don't scare me!" Wenwen was very worried.

"Really!" the girl said, "People said that he and his wife applied for immigration, but after his wife arrived in the United States, she said she wanted a divorce..."

"No, they said they are divorced..." someone else said.

Girls are very interested in this kind of gossip. They immediately forget about the exam and start exchanging information in vivid detail. Naturally, they can't help but exaggerate and make trouble out of nothing.

"Okay! Okay!" Abin, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't stand it any longer: "It's time for lunch. After lunch, hurry up and study."

"Are you treating?" the girl asked.

"Uh," Abin was at a loss for words and said something else: "The weather is really nice today."

"You're not sincere at all." The girl said, "Don't always stick to your girlfriend. We classmates are actually pretty good too! Ask me out once in a while..."

Abin looked at Yiyan and Wenwen shyly and quickly packed his bag. Yiyan was very smart and suggested, "Okay, let's have dinner together! And I'll make a copy of the notes for everyone."

This last sentence was asked to Wenwen, and Wenwen nodded and said, "Yes."

Everyone picked up their bags and went to the cafeteria at the school gate to eat something. Yiyan didn't usually burn incense, but she didn't dare to neglect it. She took the initiative to go to the copy shop to print out the notes, distributed them to everyone, and then dispersed to go back and cram for the exams.

Yiyan held Wenwen: "Wenwen, I have an idea..."

She told Wenwen her idea. Wenwen listened, sometimes shaking her head, sometimes nodding. After Yiyan finished speaking, she asked, "Is it good?"

"Is this okay?" Wenwen was very hesitant, and Yiyan suggested visiting the associate professor.

"Okay! Okay!" Yi Yan said, "I'll make sure it's done."

"But...but..." Wenwen said, "Why should I go with you?"

"Oh!" Yi Yan held her hand: "You took notes, so you will have a better idea when you ask..."

“But…but…” Wenwen was worried.

"It's okay," Yiyan pulled her, "Let's go! It's dark and it looks like it's going to rain, let's go quickly."

The sky was really dark, with dark clouds overhead and the air was very heavy. Wenwen has never had her own opinion, so Yiyan coaxed and deceived her and dragged her to the faculty dormitory next to the school.

"It looks like this is the family." Yiyan jumped onto the doorstep and pressed the doorbell.

"I'd better not do that..." Wenwen wanted to change her mind.

"Come up!" Yiyan pressed it again.

"Who knows...the teacher might be unhappy..." Wenwen said with a bitter face.

"No." Yiyan pressed it for the third time.

"It looks like it's going to rain... why not..." Wenwen made up an excuse.

"Who is it?" But it was too late, the door had already opened: "Um, you..."

"Teacher!" Yi Yan smiled charmingly and brilliantly.

"Looking for me?" The associate professor was wearing a sweatshirt and chewing something.

"Teacher," Yiyan held Wenwen's hand, "I'm sorry, are you eating? I'm so sorry... It's like this, we just had one or two things in class that we don't understand, and we can't come to a conclusion after discussing it. Can... ask the teacher again?"

Yiyan's words sounded like the truth, so it was hard for the associate professor to refuse. A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge and resolves doubts. He scratched his ear and said, "Okay... okay... that's fine... please come in!"

Yilian's first move was successful. She winked at Wenwen, and the two of them walked into the house hand in hand, following the associate professor.

"I'm sorry," the associate professor said as he walked away, "the room is a little messy..."

"Haha..." Yilian and Wenwen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This room is not just a little messy, it is extremely messy.

The dormitory was already very old, but as soon as you entered the door, you could smell a peculiar smell of a single man. There was a mess of shoes and socks next to the door, clothes and sundries were scattered everywhere in the living room, the TV and computer screens were on, there were books, bottles, cups, plates and chopsticks on the sofa, the long table was covered with papers and stationery, and the only small empty space was filled with a bowl of instant noodles, which was steaming hot.

"Is this what you're eating for lunch, teacher?" Yi Yan asked, and she and Wenwen turned around to look around at this incredible house.

"Hehe..." The associate professor didn't know what to do except to smile foolishly.

"Ah," Yi Yan said, "Then you continue eating first, and we'll ask you later."

"Well... this..." The associate professor became silly, completely different from the professional and authoritative appearance in the classroom.

"Eat, eat," Yiyan held Wenwen's hand: "Wenwen, come..."

They walked to the kitchen at the back of the house. The associate professor stayed there for a while, then sat down and continued to eat his instant noodles, but his eyes were still looking towards the kitchen anxiously. There were faint sounds of water and other tinkling sounds coming from the kitchen. Soon Wenwen came out, carrying a plastic basket to pick up the scattered dishes and chopsticks.

"Eh...that..." The associate professor felt very embarrassed and was about to say something.

"Eat your noodles, teacher." Yi Ling also came out, carrying a bigger basket.

The associate professor was like a kindergarten kid. He picked up his noodles obediently and sucked them silently as if he had done something wrong.

Wenwen took the basket back to the kitchen, and Yiyan squatted beside the sofa and threw the sweat-smelling clothes into the basket one by one.

The associate professor ate his noodles while looking at Yilian. Yilian was concentrating on cleaning up and didn't even glance at him. The associate professor blinked, feeling sad.

Yi Yan squatted there, her slender waist and cute little buttocks forming a beautiful curve. The associate professor stared at this youthful and energetic student in a daze.

"Eat noodles, silly." Yi Yan said.

The associate professor suddenly woke up from his dream and felt a little embarrassed when he was called a fool. Wenwen happened to come out with an empty basket, which alleviated some of the embarrassment.

"Boom!" There was a sudden loud thunder outside, and Wenwen was so scared that she shrank back with a "ah". Then she heard the sound of heavy rain.

"It's raining..." Yi Yan asked the associate professor, "Where is the washing machine?"

"I saw it when I went out the back door of the kitchen..."

Yi Yan smiled at him sweetly, turned around and walked away. The associate professor felt sad again. Wenwen swept the remaining dishes on the sofa, pushed them into the basket, and went back to the back of the house.

It was raining heavily. The associate professor was anxious and picked up his noodles to eat. But he heard a "clang" and two girls screaming. He quickly spat out the noodles, stood up and asked loudly: "What happened!?"

"No...it's okay..." This was Yilian's answer.

The associate professor was worried and was about to go check when Yilian and Wenwen came out of the kitchen, both of them half wet. Yi Yan stuck out her tongue and smiled, "When I opened the back door, they bumped into each other and knocked over the bucket..."

They patted the water off their bodies, and there was a large mud stain on Wenwen's white shorts. Yilian and Wenwen were tidying up the room when the doorbell suddenly rang again.

The associate professor looked at the two of them, then looked at the door, then put down his chopsticks and walked towards the door.

"Who is this?" The associate professor opened the door.

Standing at the door was Xuemei, her whole body soaked by the rain.

"Teacher..." She opened her mouth and then closed it again. It turned out that she saw Yilian and Wenwen in the room.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The associate professor just remembered that he should ask Xuemei to come in quickly, and Yiyan spoke up: "Ah, you're late, why are you so wet, come in quickly!"

Wenwen glared at Yiyan at first, but then she realized what was happening and said, "Yeah, why are you so late?"

She ran to the door and pulled Xuemei in: "Hey, aren't you still coughing? You're soaked like this..."

The associate professor made way for me, and I actually thought they had made an appointment together.

"The teacher is still having lunch, so we just happened to help him clean up..." Yi Yan turned to the associate professor and said, "Look, the three of us are all soaked. Do you have any clothes for us to change into?"

"How could I have clothes for you to change into..." The associate professor closed the door and said, scratching his head.

"A shirt or T-shirt will do. Let's change our wet clothes first."

"How many shirts do you have..."

"It has to be clean." Yiyan thought of the pile of smelly clothes in the washing machine.

"It's clean, clean," the associate professor said, "It's in the room. I'll take you there."

The associate professor opened the bedroom door. Although the inside was not very tidy, it was much better than the living room. Yiyan walked in, Wenwen pulled Xuemei. Xuemei was a little reluctant, but they went in together anyway.

The associate professor rummaged through the closet and found a few shirts, all of which were clean. Yi Yan was quite satisfied.

"Is there a hair dryer?" Yi Yan asked again. She and Wenwen only had wet clothes. The hair dryer was obviously asked for Xuemei. Xuemei moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.

“Yes, yes…” The associate professor nodded: “Wait a moment, I’ll get it.”

As he said this, he placed the shirt on the bedside and walked out of the room.

The room became quiet after the associate professor left, and even the outside became quiet. Wenwen looked at the window beside the bed and said, "The rain has become lighter..."

"Ahem..." Xuemei said, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Then what are you doing here?" Yiyan smiled sweetly and gently stroked Xuemei's hair with her hand.

Xuemei turned her head away and remained silent.

"Ah, let's change our clothes quickly!" Wenwen said.

Yiyan responded and took off her wet clothes naturally and generously. Wenwen was more reserved. She turned her back to the two of them and unbuttoned her clothes. Xuemei didn't move at all and didn't even look at them.

"Yi Lian, you have a great figure." Wenwen said.

Yiyan took off her outer clothes, pants, shoes and socks and was about to take off her underwear when she saw Wenwen was about to put on her shirt. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you still wearing wet clothes?"

"Oh!" Wenwen then took off her shirt and unfastened the back clasp of her bra. Both of them were left with only small briefs, revealing their white and tender breasts.

"You have a nice figure too!" Yi Yan took advantage of the time when Wenwen put her shirt back on and playfully reached out and flicked Wenwen's pink nipples.

"Ouch!" Wenwen quickly dodged, but bumped into the arms of the associate professor.

The door of the room was not closed just now. The associate professor was standing at the door with a hair dryer: "Blow... hair dryer..."

"Thank you..." Yiyan jumped over to pick up the hair dryer without even buttoning her shirt. At the same time, she pulled Wenwen out of the associate professor's arms and closed the door with a "bang".

The distance between the associate professor's nose and the door was only two centimeters. Before he could leave, the door opened again. Yi Yan half-leaned out and asked, "Are there any more towels?"

The little witch Yi Yan also had her clothes unbuttoned, and her round breasts were shaking. The associate professor had difficulty swallowing his saliva.

"I...I'll go get it..." he said.

With a "bang", the door closed again.

Wenwen's cheeks flushed as she buttoned her clothes one by one. Yilian walked to Xuemei with a hair dryer, but she was still wearing wet clothes and didn't move.

Yi Yan said: "Okay, don't be awkward, come, sit here and change your clothes, it's not like you're not in good health..."

Although Xuemei sat down at the head of the bed as she was told, she had no intention of taking off her clothes.

There was a knock on the door, and the associate professor said from outside: "Towel..."

Wenwen looked at Yiyan, who winked at her. Wenwen walked barefoot to open the door, took the towel and gave it to Yiyan. She turned around and saw the associate professor still standing stupidly at the door, so she said, "Teacher, haven't you finished your noodles yet?"

"Ah! That's right!"

"I haven't finished washing the dishes yet." Wenwen walked to the door, pulled the associate professor away, and closed the door.

Only Xuemei and Yilian were left in the room.

Yiyan spread out the towel, squatted on the bed, and rubbed Xuemei's hair from behind to wipe away the rain on her head. Then she reached out to Xuemei's chest, unbuttoned her clothes, and gently took them off. Both of them were silent.

"You have such delicate skin." Yi Yan said as she pulled down the shoulder straps of Xuemei's bra.

Xuemei shook her hair but still said nothing. Yiyan put a shirt on Xuemei, jumped off the bed and tried to take off her skirt. Xuemei's pretty face suddenly turned red.

Yilian ignored her and continued to take off her skirt. Xuemei covered her palms with her panties, which were given to her by Abin not long ago. The buttocks side was made of transparent gauze.

Yiyan giggled, reached out and touched her butt, and said, "Oh! Even here is wet!"

Then he tried to take off her panties again, but Xuemei refused to do so. Yiyan stood up and took off her own panties with a smile: "Silly girl, mine are wet too. It's so uncomfortable to wear them."

Although covered by a shirt, Xuemei could still see Yilian's dark private parts. Yilian lifted her shirt to her waist, revealing her fragrant body. She said to Xuemei, "What are you afraid of? I have a great figure and I'm not afraid of you looking at me!"

Xuemei couldn't help coughing twice, but she gritted her teeth and pulled her shirt to cover her body.

Yilian stopped laughing at her. She just squatted down to take off her shoes and socks. She picked up the hair dryer, found the socket, squatted behind Xuemei, and helped her blow dry her hair.

The warm wind blew on Xuemei's cold hair. The two of them stopped talking until Yilian completely dried her hair. Xuemei suddenly started coughing again and kept coughing. Yilian patted her on the back and she shook her hand to indicate that it was okay.

Yi Yan got out of bed, casually buttoned up two buttons, grabbed the pile of wet clothes on the floor, and left the room quietly. After a while, she came back in with a cup of warm water in her hand.

"Teacher happens to have Kant, do you want to take it?" Yiyan spread out her palm, and there was a capsule in it.

Xuemei nodded, took it, swallowed it, and drank a sip of water.

Yiyan sat next to Xuemei and kept looking at her face.

"Where is Wenwen?" Xuemei asked.

"I'm still tidying up the kitchen," Yi Yan said, "To be honest, Xuemei, you are very beautiful."

Xuemei felt embarrassed again and looked out the window.

"The rain has stopped..." Yi Yan also looked out the window and said, "Come!"

Yiyan pulled Xuemei, opened the window, and knelt on the bed side by side, with their elbows on the windowsill. Outside the window was a very small garden surrounded by dense bougainvillea, but the garden was still quite messy.

"Well...the air is nice." Yi Yan said.

"Yiyan," Xuemei said, "I'm sorry..."

"What?" Yi Yan asked.

Xuemei shook her head and said nothing more. Yi Yan rolled her eyes at her, then suddenly slapped her on the butt.

Xuemei screamed, then she remembered that she was only wearing almost transparent underwear, and Yilian was not even wearing pants. The two of them were still looking at the view from the window with their buttocks raised. Yilian put her arm around her shoulders, and they were laughing together.

"We rarely talk..." Yiyan said.

"Um."

"Well, do you have a boyfriend?" Yi Yan suddenly asked.

"..." Xuemei thought of Abin and blushed again: "Why are you asking this?"

"Is there?"

Xuemei couldn't answer at once: Does she have a boyfriend? Abin doesn't seem to be my boyfriend, but it seems a bit embarrassing to answer no.

"Not really!" Xuemei looked back into the distance.

"Not really?" Yi Yan pondered, "How strange..."

"What's strange?"

"Such a beautiful lady, are you the one who is hesitating or is she the one who is hesitating?"

"You are talking nonsense..."

"I'm not talking nonsense..." Yiyan leaned her head on Xuemei's shoulder.

"..." Xuemei said: "Hey, don't be like this..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yi Yan said, "Is it not possible to lean on her?"

"No... I'm not talking about that... I'm saying..." Xuemei said, "Don't be like this!"

"I'm fine."

"Don't touch me!"

"How could I touch you?" Yi Yan shook her hands: "My hands are here!"

Xuemei turned her head suspiciously and found that behind the arc of her buttocks, in addition to the apple green color of her underwear, there was also a fluffy black shadow, which was moving up and down and left and right.

"Ah..." Xuemei suddenly gasped.

"Ah..." Yiyan also saw the thing. She touched the edge of the bed, grabbed the hair dryer, and cleverly pushed it towards the thing. The black shadow was thrown out of the bed and fell to the ground. It turned out to be a fat spider, as big as half a palm. Yiyan lay on the edge of the bed, picked up a shoe, and slapped the spider into a bloody mess.

“Uh…uh…” Xuemei was trembling with fear: “It…it…it bit me…”

"Where did you bite?" Yi Yan bent down.

"Butt...butt..." Xuemei was about to cry.

"Let me take a look..." Yi Yan comforted her: "Bend down!"

Xuemei leaned back on the windowsill and raised her buttocks. Yilian took a look and saw nothing unusual, so she pulled her panties down to her thighs. Xuemei wanted to stop her, but she didn't know what the damn spider had done to her, so she had to let Yilian pull them down.

"There is a line..." Mei Yiyan said while looking at it.

There was a red, thread-like scratch running diagonally from Xuemei's right buttock to her right buttock. Yiyan guessed that it was caused by the spider's sharp claws when she pushed it away.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Xuemei was extremely anxious.

"Let me take another look..."

Yiyan looked around again and found no redness, swelling or blood.

"Does it hurt here?" Yi Yan gently touched the fine marks with her fingers.

"Well... no." Xuemei said.

"Here?"

"No."

Yiyan asked her twice again, and Xuemei didn't feel any pain. Yiyan felt relieved that the unfortunate spider didn't cause any harm to her. Looking at Xuemei's round, plump, white buttocks, she couldn't help but have some naughty intentions.

"But it's very red..." she said deliberately, scratching the fine mark with the tip of her fingernail.

"Hmm...it's a little itchy..." Xuemei said. She didn't know whether the itching was caused by the nails or the spider.

"Oops..." Yi Yan said, moving her index and middle fingers constantly: "There are some here too."

She used the tip of her fingernail to pick at the wrinkled edge of Xuemei's chrysanthemum, and Xuemei felt a chill down her spine and got goose bumps all over her body.

"Yiyan..."

"Don't move, don't move," Yi Yan said, "I need to take another look..."

There were several soft and tender hairs around Xuemei's anus. Yiyan guessed that Xuemei herself didn't know it. She gently pulled out one or two of them. Xuemei couldn't help but hum, and her face turned red.

"Um... oops... what are you doing?"

"Check it for you," she said. "Let me look down."

If you look further down, you will reach an incredible place: Xuemei's face is so hot that you can light a match with it.

"No...don't...you won't bite me there, will you?"

"Who knows?" Yi Yan said, "It's better to take a look."

Yilianmao lay behind Xuemei's butt, still using her fingertips to delicately touch the pubic hair on her mons pubis.

"Xuemei..."

"Um."

"Has that person looked at you here?"

"who?"

"That... the boyfriend who's not really a boyfriend..." Yi Yan finished combing her hair: "Do you have one?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Yi Yan laughed: "Hehe..."

Xuemei didn't know what she was laughing at.

"Actually, I have a lot of boyfriends like this." Yi Yan said, "Originally I was going to say that your boyfriend must have praised you for being so beautiful here."

"You...what are you looking at..."

"It's really beautiful!" Yi Yan put her face on her buttocks.

Xuemei only remembered that Abin said her little garden was very pretty. She didn't know what beautiful meant, but it was really embarrassing to let others stare at a place like that and touch it all the time.

"Is it okay? Yilian?" she asked.

"It's not very good," Yi Yan said, "It's a little itchy here, right?"

Yilian's nails were scratching her perineum, and Xuemei nodded in acknowledgement.

"I knew it." Yi Yan said.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Xuemei looked bitter.

"Don't worry," Yi Yan said, "I'll find a way."

Yilian's method is quite strange. She used the tip of her fingernails to pry open Xuemei's closed labia, then slowly slid back and forth. Xuemei's body was covered with goose bumps again. Yiyan carefully and repeatedly pushed open the soft pink flesh, and pricked it slightly. After a while, a pearl-like drop of water was finally squeezed between the petals.

"Are you feeling better?" Yi Yan asked.

In fact, Xuemei felt even more itchy, and she didn't know what to say. She wanted to get up and stop Yilian from seeing her, but her hands and feet just couldn't muster the strength. Instead, she slowly shook her head, lowered her neck and leaned on the bed, burying her face in her scattered hair.

How could Yilian, this clever woman, not know this? Seeing that Xuemei had no objection, she took the initiative and wet her index finger and quietly inserted it into the two pieces of fat.

"Hmm..." Xuemei expressed her dissatisfaction with her nose.

Just when Yilian was getting worse, the weather turned for the better. The rain stopped and the clouds gradually dispersed.

Wenwen cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and wanted to call them out to ask about their homework. She walked to the bedroom door and saw that the door was ajar, so she gently pushed it open a little bit and saw Yilan kneeling on the bed. Xuemei was lying on Yilan's knees with her butt raised high. Yilan's fingers were deeply inserted into Xuemei's vagina, and she was slowly moving them from time to time.

Wenwen was stunned for a moment.

This...what is going on? Although she couldn't see Xuemei's face, she knew that Xuemei's whole body was shaking. It didn't make sense. Wenwen doubted her own eyes. She shook her head, unable to find a clue for a moment.

While Yilian was thrusting her index finger inside Xuemei's body, she was rubbing her breasts with her palms. Xuemei's voice sounded like she was sobbing, and at the same time, slippery moisture was released.

Yiyan lowered her head and said something to Xuemei. Xuemei first shook her head and then nodded, obviously in a state of confusion. Wenwen looked at the sexual fluids dripping from her thighs and couldn't help blushing, because she herself seemed to be getting wet.

Wenwen felt dizzy. She didn't expect the whole situation to turn out so different. How could a visit to the teacher lead to such a situation? She reached out for the door handle and tried to close the door without looking. She took half a step back and bumped into a tall chest from behind. Wenwen was shocked and quickly covered her mouth to avoid making any sound. She glanced nervously and saw that it was the associate professor. He was also staring into the room intently.

Wenwen was so embarrassed. Why did she run into his arms again and again today? Moreover, she was in a dilemma at the moment. No matter what she said or did, it would be wrong. She stuck out her tongue, hunched her shoulders, turned her head back awkwardly, thinking about what to do.

Wenwen didn't know how long the associate professor had been standing behind her. The erotic show in the room was still going on. Xuemei was twisted like a worm by Yilian. This kind of scene was really not to be watched for too long. Wenwen's face felt like it was on fire, hot and spicy. She rubbed her legs secretly, and she was worried because that fatal place became even wetter.

At this moment, from behind, a little higher than her butt, she felt a hard, protruding feeling of pressure, which became more and more obvious, as if it was rubbing against her.

Wenwen is not an elementary school student, she certainly knows what it is. She should just walk away regardless of everything. But just as this thought came to her mind, the associate professor stretched out his hands and hugged her. Wenwen shrank in front of him and immediately heard his heavy breathing, which made her scalp numb. She was timid and turned back to check secretly, but the associate professor's eyes were still staring into the room.

Wenwen wanted to say something, hesitated, and swallowed it back.

In the room, Yiyan lifted up Xuemei's face, and the two kissed quietly, like lovers. At this time, Wenwen felt an even hotter and more stuffy breath buzzing around her ears, and she cursed in her heart. Sure enough, the associate professor's lips kissed her suddenly. The rough stubble rubbed against her pretty cheeks. Wenwen frowned and closed her eyes, trying to grab the associate professor's wrists with both hands. Unexpectedly, the associate professor's palms slid up and grabbed her breasts in one go.

His rationality was slipping away, and Wenwen was extremely anxious.

Without the support of a bra, the associate professor's big hands completely grasped her youthful breasts and caressed them with confidence. Although his movements were not gentle enough, Wenwen's small and firm nipples pressed against his palms and continued to harden.

"Hmm..." Xuemei in the room groaned softly, and collapsed unable to support herself.

Wenwen felt her strength starting from her feet and draining upwards. She could no longer stand and her body felt sore and weak that she kept sliding down. The associate professor did not try to support her, but instead squatted down with her. Wenwen's center of gravity tilted, and she had to hold on to the wall with both hands, with her face resting on her elbows. The associate professor squatted beside her, hiding by the door like two frogs, one in front and one behind. He gnawed at the back of her neck with his teeth, and both of them gasped for breath.

"Oh... don't do that..." Wenwen refused weakly.

But it was obvious that the associate professor did not intend to accept her suggestion, because one of his left hands had left her breast and reached into the hem of her shirt. Wenwen's shorts were being washed in the washing machine. Under her shirt were her panties, which were her last line of defense. But her hands were still on the wall, so the associate professor easily pinched her swollen pubic mound with just two or three fingers.

"Teacher..." Wenwen wanted to close her legs, but it was too late.

"Hmm... Hmm..." The associate professor's breathing was rapid, and touching the wet cotton cloth made him even more excited.

Wenwen was embarrassed and quickly explained: "It just knocked over the water... ah..."

No one cared about what she was going to explain, because before she could finish her words, the associate professor's fingers had already hooked open the lace of her panties and were stirring in her little slit.

"Ah...ah...don't...don't do this..." Wenwen was so soft that she couldn't speak: "Teacher..."

The associate professor's heavy breathing kept echoing behind her head, and his right hand also slid down, and both hands were touching and teasing her randomly, making Wenwen's entire vagina sticky. She could only grit her teeth and endure it with sobs.

As she was touching, one of her hands suddenly disappeared. Wenwen suddenly felt a little empty. Why didn't the teacher touch her anymore?

The associate professor's body was stirring behind her, rustling. After a while, the missing hand reappeared, this time touching her buttocks and pulling her panties, pulling them to one side. Her entire pubic area felt cold and could not cover anything. Then his two hands, one in front and one behind, dug everywhere, almost making her lose her soul.

As she dug, Wenwen began to feel that the associate professor's fingers were becoming strange. What's so strange? Wenwen couldn't explain it. In fact, she couldn't think at all. Her whole body was hot as if it was smoking.

But Wenwen immediately realized what was strange.

Wenwen felt that the associate professor's unusually large finger was trying to get into her vagina. The finger was really big, really big...

Wenwen knew immediately that it wasn't a finger, it was...

"Teacher... Teacher..." Wenwen subconsciously wanted to stop him, but the associate professor's hands moved to her thighs at the same time, fixed her beautiful buttocks, and then peeled it like peeling bread. His body pressed against her, and the huge finger, no, the glans, pushed forward and sank into Wenwen's plump lips.

"Yeah..." Wenwen couldn't help but hum. She had no way to stop herself, and she didn't want to stop herself.

"Lift... lift your butt up, okay?" said the associate professor.

OK? OK? Wenwen's little head was still thinking, but her body involuntarily knelt forward slightly. Her waist was firm and her buttocks naturally raised up. Just as it was raised up, the associate professor immediately drove straight in and inserted the entire penis into her.

"oh……"

The associate professor trembled violently, holding her and breathing hard. Wenwen was invaded by him, and the situation was hopeless. Resistance was obviously useless. She turned around and saw him looking at her. Wenwen saw that his blood rushed to her head and she couldn't bear it. She took his hand and put it where she had leaned against the wall just now, then put her face against his arm, then put her hands behind her back, holding his waist, waiting for his next move.

The associate professor's heart was beating so fast that he stopped there and forgot what to do.

"Teacher..." Wenwen said, "I...I'm done..."

"Hmm, Hmm." The associate professor suddenly came to his senses and quickly thrust twice.

“Yeah… um…”

Wenwen moaned softly, her elastic vagina squeezing the associate professor so well that it was beyond words. The associate professor was now middle-aged, and his cock could no longer maintain the grandeur it had in his youth, but the strange thing was that today it felt like it was in its early twenties, not only hard, but also so hard that it was swollen and sore, which made him very emotional. Relying on the strong ship and powerful guns, he squatted down, aimed at Wenwen's tender pussy and rushed in, thrusting hard.

Wenwen let him thrust freely behind her buttocks. For fear of disturbing the two people in the room, she dared not make any sound. She could only bite her lower lip and twist her slender waist with great effort, with charming shyness written all over her face. Her knees were still on the ground. In order to maintain the backward posture, her legs were shaking involuntarily, and her vagina was contracting as well. The veins on the associate professor's penis were exposed, protruding fiercely. When it rubbed against her vagina, she squeezed it so hard that it felt extremely pleasurable every time. The sensation spread from the extremities to the spine, driving the associate professor almost crazy.

He pulled out and thrust in quickly. Although the squatting position was inconvenient, he felt an awkward and unusual pleasure, urging him to go faster, faster...

“Teacher…it’s so deep…” Wenwen moaned.

"Good girl...Teacher feels so comfortable..." said the associate professor, leaning his face against hers.

"Hmm...hmm...I feel good too...Teacher..."

"Oh...ha..." the associate professor panted, "You're great...it's been a long time since I last did this..."

"Oh..." Wenwen answered him softly: "Oh...ah..."

The associate professor leaned over to kiss her face. Wenwen closed her eyes, slightly opened her cherry lips, and moved them towards his mouth. The two immediately began to kiss passionately.

Although the associate professor felt so good that it was beyond words, he was also very tired. After all, his physical strength was not as good as before. But looking at Wenwen's shy and satisfied expression, he had to continue to force himself to move his butt hard and shake it towards Wenwen's pussy.

"Oh... Teacher..." Wenwen exhaled coquettishly: "Faster... Faster... Oh... Deeper... Ah..."

Isn’t this fatal? Faster? This puts the associate professor in a difficult position.

But how could he show weakness in front of this little beauty? The associate professor really went faster and deeper, each time penetrating Wenwen's deepest part. He thrust a little deeper and then immediately retracted his penis and pounced again, making Wenwen almost gasp for breath.

Wenwen's panties were originally pulled aside, but because of the two people's movement, they gradually moved back along the crack of her buttocks. After being pulled aside, the bottom of the panties had been tangled into a strip, which just happened to be stuck between her flesh, tightening her crotch and also squeezing the associate professor's cock. The two of them felt numb again.

“Teacher…oh…teacher…teacher…I…I’m almost there…ah…I’m almost there…ah…ah…”

"Come... come... teacher will help you... come..."

"Uh-huh……"

The teacher and the student were at a critical moment when they heard someone next to them giggle, which really scared them.

"Keep going..." It was Yi Yan who was squatting by the door and laughing at them funny: "Why did you stop?"

"Ouch!" Wenwen immediately covered her face with her hands, while the associate professor stared blankly.

"That... uh... that..." The associate professor wanted to say something.

"She's almost here!" Yi Yan slapped his leg, "Didn't you hear she's coming?"

The associate professor didn't dare to do anything rash. Yi Yan glared at him and simply pushed his butt. The associate professor half-pushed and half-pushed, and followed the force to thrust up. Yi Yan stood up and put her mouth close to his ear and said, "Stinky man, hee... hurry up!"

After being scolded by her, the associate professor really started to move seriously and returned to his original speed.

"Hmm..." Wenwen still covered her face, but he still managed to squeeze out a sound.

Yi Yan nodded in satisfaction, slowly stood up, took two steps to the side of the two people, and squatted down again.

Wenwen knew that Yilian was watching, so she returned to her usual reserved self, trying her best not to make a fool of herself, but her body was shaking more and more severely. The associate professor knew that she absolutely could not stop at this moment, so she quickened her pace and let go.

The mischievous Yi Yan didn't even squat. She held her chin with her right hand and pinched Wenwen's nipples with her left hand, making Wenwen feel tormented both inside and out. All her shame turned into lust, and her unprotected pussy was like a faucet that was not closed tightly, oozing out a steady stream of dirty water that continuously seeped onto the floor, making a large wet area.

While the associate professor was fucking Wenwen, he was looking at the half-naked Yilian. Yilian saw the associate professor's eyes rolling around her, so she smiled at him with the sidelong glance, deliberately moved her butt, pretended not to care, and spread her legs wide open, her tender private parts were clearly exposed. The associate professor's eyes almost popped out, and his cock was so hard that it seemed like it was going to break, and he fucked Wenwen hard without hesitation.

Almost at the same time, Wenwen's vagina spasmed violently, and a small "gurgling" sound was heard, and water sprayed out. Then her body went limp. Fortunately, the associate professor caught her immediately and helped her fall slowly to the ground. Wenwen couldn't help sobbing and gasping. The associate professor also sat down, exhaling.

Yi Yan giggled again, stood up, took off her shirt, revealing her entire body naked. With her hands behind her back, she shook her hips and hummed a tune. She walked leisurely to the sofa, sat down facing the associate professor, crossed her legs, leaned comfortably on the armrest of the sofa, looked at them playfully with her hand covering her mouth, and posed lazily in an alluring posture.

Then it got even more intense. She pretended to stretch lazily, then straightened her legs, opened them inch by inch, and bent one leg to put it on the back of the sofa, making it clear that she was ready to catch a thief. She put her hands through her legs, first gently protecting her private parts, and after covering them for a few times, she gently twisted her labia left and right, swiping out the sticky vaginal fluid from the thick flesh.

The associate professor swallowed his saliva greedily, and his still hard penis bounced upwards as if it was equipped with a spring, shaking in the air. Yiyan stretched out her left index finger and hooked it at him. The associate professor stood up as if he had lost his soul, leaving Wenwen alone and walked towards the sofa following the temptation of her index finger.

Yiyan's beautiful eyes were fixed on the associate professor's eyes. The associate professor came to about half a meter away from the sofa with his cock as hard as a rock. Yiyan raised her hand, grasped the cock and gently pulled it over. Strangely enough, the associate professor's tall body became like a balloon, without any weight at all, floating with her soft pancreas, and his whole body came straight to her side.

Yi Yan grabbed the cock that was sticking out of his crotch. It looked very proud. It had not softened since it became hard at the entrance just now, and it was emitting a scorching heat. Yiyan circled the meat pole with her index finger and thumb, and slid it back and forth gently. The associate professor had just enjoyed Wenwen's stimulation, and of course his arrogance was still very high. Yiyan used a little force to make his whole body tremble, and his fat middle-aged belly shrank repeatedly. Yiyan laughed secretly. Anyway, she would give him a good gift, so she used her whole palm to hold it, and began to stroke him with gradually increasing speed. The associate professor's glans was swollen, red and shiny due to her clamping. Yiyan suddenly thought of the Christmas light bulb, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

The associate professor's entire attention was focused on the short ten-centimeter-long piece of flesh. He had no time to care what she was laughing at. He could only twist and squeeze his buttocks together, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably in his trouser legs, as if his brains were about to splatter on the ground at any moment.

Yilian stopped lying down. She sat up straight, raised her chest high, and her pink nipples were as hard as beans. She pulled the associate professor closer, so that his glans just touched her nipples, and rubbed them with the movement of her hands.

"Oh..." A meaningless sound rolled from the associate professor's throat.

Yiyan's hands twitched even harder, as if she wanted to break the associate professor's dick.

“It’s so big!”

I don't know when Wenwen crept to Yilian's side and sat down next to her. She looked at the associate professor's male weapon curiously.

"Useless girl, I'm here to avenge you!" Yi Yan said.

Wenwen didn't say anything else. She leaned her head on Yilian's shoulder and watched her busy.

"Oh...oh..." the associate professor screamed.

"Help me, he's coming," Yiyan said to Wenwen, "Suck it..."

“Don’t… it’s so embarrassing…”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Yi Yan rolled her eyes at her and said, "This thing was making you feel like you were dying, wasn't it?"

Wenwen pouted unwillingly, but still lowered her head. Yilian moved her body, and Wenwen took the associate professor's glans into her mouth. Yiyan switched to the other hand and continued rubbing without stopping.

"Teacher," she leaned against him, "Why are you still holding on? Are you about to come?"

The associate professor was so numb that he couldn't even speak, but Yi Yan was still urging him: "Cum, cum!"

"Uh...ah..." The associate professor was in a trance.

Yiyan used her last trick. She opened her mouth and bit the associate professor's waist without warning. The associate professor cried out "Ouch..." in pain. He trembled violently in his dying breath, his cries became dull, his body became sluggish, and his cock swelled. Yiyan and Wenwen both knew that this was a sign of his defeat, and they both quickly swallowed and thrust deeply for more than ten times. Then the associate professor raised his head and stopped, throating thickly.

“Oh…oh…my God…”

The cock began to jump again, and at the same time spurted out a stream of fishy and thick semen. Wenwen was the first to bear the brunt of it. After taking the first bite, her mouth was full of the taste of the man. She quickly spat out the cock, and the associate professor's second stream of semen spurted out again, shooting onto her face.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Yi Yan hurriedly opened her mouth and took it over. The tip of her small tongue pressed against the petals of the glans. The associate professor's semen gushed out, making the two girls' faces covered with juice.

The associate professor really hadn’t done it for a long time. Wenwen squinted her eyes and said, “So much…ah…and…it’s so hot…”

Yi Yan was also surprised by the amount of semen the associate professor ejaculated. She waited until he had almost ejaculated before she took hold of his glans again and sucked it intermittently, trying to sip out the last bit of semen in his body.

The associate professor finally fell towards Yilian and Wenwen like a deflated ball. They made him sit on his back in the middle, and the three of them fell into a pile. The associate professor was gasping for breath and couldn't speak at all. Wenwen looked up, kissed him on the cheek, and said to him, "Thank you, teacher."

His mind was in a state of confusion, he couldn't figure out whether he should be punished or thanked for doing such a thing. Yiyan held his half-exposed scrotum with her palm and carefully kneaded the wrinkled skin.

"Oh...you two little devils..." said the associate professor comfortably.

"Teacher, you like fairies, right?" Yiyan smiled.

"Oh, God!" The associate professor closed his eyes: "I haven't done it for a long time."

The three of them didn't say anything, but the two girls were already naked, and only the associate professor was still dressed, which looked a little inappropriate, so Yilian pulled his belt and button and took off his trousers. Wenwen also helped to pull down his trouser legs, and even took off his underwear at the same time.

"Hmm..." Yi Yan moved his glans and said, "I wonder if I can still use it?"

This sentence was too provocative. The associate professor stretched out his arms to embrace the two of them, holding each woman's breast with his hands. Yi Yan lowered her body, took the softened cock into her mouth, and stirred it with her tongue.

"Oh..." The associate professor became happy again.

The associate professor's hand left Yilian's breast and moved down along her waist. After touching her thigh, he touched her buttocks. Yilian's buttocks were tight and firm, and the associate professor enjoyed holding them in his hands.

The associate professor slapped her little butt gently, "Can you lift it up?"

Yi Yan obediently turned over and raised her buttocks, allowing the associate professor's fingers to touch her labia from the crack of her buttocks.

"Hmm..." The associate professor's fingers made her very happy, and made her suck the cock more vigorously.

"Hmm... hum..." The associate professor's lower abdomen tensed, heat rushed around, and his cock became erect again.

Yiyan saw that it was erect again, so she circled the tip of her tongue along the corona of the glans, and stroked the shaft with her small hand. The associate professor had a little bit of foreskin, so Yiyan slowly put it around the edge of the corona, and then quickly pulled it out, having a lot of fun. The associate professor became even more erect and difficult to control.

"It's hard, it's OK!" Yi Yan said happily.

Yi Lian was very moist, and her two pieces of tender flesh were very sticky. The associate professor's fingers sank deeper and deeper, and he could not hold back any longer. He jumped up, turned Yi Lian over on the sofa, and was ready to take her by force.

Unexpectedly, Yilian kicked her feet and elbows and refused to comply. Wenwen found an opportunity to take revenge. She took advantage of the terrain to press down her legs, making Yilian unable to move. The associate professor immediately lay on top of her and kissed her.

"Slow down...slow down...don't...don't..." Yilian pushed him.

"No, no." Wenwen was very happy.

“No… no…”

"Yes... yes..." Wenwen said.

"No... No... It's not me... It's not me..."

"Don't give me that," Wenwen gloated, "It's your turn now. Teacher, put it in quickly."

"It's not me... It's not me..."

The associate professor has already fought hard.

"No...you...you...please listen to me...listen to me..."

Seeing that she was struggling seriously, the associate professor stopped and listened to her.

"say what?"

"It's that...that thing...inside...the one inside..." Yi Yan whispered in the associate professor's ear.

The associate professor followed Yi Yan's gaze and saw the bedroom door was wide open, so he could see his own bed. Xuemei was lying on the bed, half-naked and sleeping on her side.

“That…that…?”

"Yes!" Yi Yan said, "A pure little beauty."

"Well...but she is sleeping!" said the associate professor.

"Sleeping? Pretending." Yi Yan giggled: "We are having a blast here, how could she fall asleep? Just now I saw her looking at us with her eyes wide open..."

The associate professor was half-believing and half-doubting, but Yi Yan pushed him again: "Come on, get up! If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see it."

The associate professor sat up. Wenwen didn't hear what they were saying. She was worried that this naughty Yiyan was setting a trap for her again, so she quickly sat aside with her arms crossed, fearing that the associate professor would pounce on her.

Yiyan also sat up straight and gestured to the associate professor to leave the sofa. The associate professor followed the instructions and stood up. Yi Yan first helped him take off his shirt, leaving him naked, then reached out and grabbed his cock. Huh? The associate professor turned into a balloon again and obediently let her lead him towards the bedroom.

Wenwen saw that there was nothing for her to do, so she followed curiously to watch.

Yiyan and the associate professor came to the bedside. Xuemei's breasts were half naked, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were trembling, and her breathing was irregular. It turned out that she was pretending to sleep. The associate professor looked at this female student who was usually the most diligent and hardworking, her two pink thighs, her half-snow-white little butt, and the mysterious area between her legs that was half exposed in shadow, with light and shadow overlapping and crystal clear water stains. His heart was shaken and his cock was trembling.

"Look," Yi Yan said to him, "Isn't it right?"

The associate professor nodded.

"Then go!" Yi Yan encouraged him.

"Isn't it bad?" The associate professor was a little timid.

"No? You're really fierce when you come to me." Yi Yan protested: "Go ahead!"

The associate professor felt so aching in his lower abdomen, but since Yi Yan wanted him to go, he went to bed with his dangling penis.

"What are you doing?" Yiyan grabbed him back.

"You...you asked me to go." The associate professor quickly explained.

"Stupid, are you raping me?" The student lectured the teacher: "Do you understand women? Be gentle."

"Ah?" The associate professor didn't understand: "Gentle?"

Yi Yan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Kiss her first!"

"Yes! Yes!" Wenwen interrupted, obviously dissatisfied with the treatment she had just received. .

The associate professor looked at the two girls and walked to the other side of the bed awkwardly. Wenwen and Yilian gestured to him, and he squatted down carefully, put his face close to Xuemei, and heard Xuemei's disordered breathing.

Wenwen and Yilian both pouted their lips, indicating that they wanted him to kiss them. He paused for a moment and then kissed Xuemei on the mouth directly. Xuemei didn't move at all. The associate professor tasted her fragrant, soft and tender red lips. They were really tasty. He couldn't help but suck and lick them without stopping.

Yiyan quietly came to his side, took his hand and put it on Xuemei's neck. This time he didn't wait for the two to urge him, but cleverly stroked her neck, shoulders and cheeks. Yiyan was very satisfied. After a while, she patted him again, then pointed to the bed and told him that he could lie down.

The associate professor moved his body while kissing her and lay on the bed facing Xuemei. Wenwen felt mischievous and bent down, holding Xuemei's hand, then moved over and touched the associate professor's cock with her palm.

Xuemei was shocked, Wenwen and Yilian were giggling secretly, and the associate professor was the happiest, his cock was beating wildly.

Xuemei let go immediately after holding it. Wenwen was watching there, and immediately pulled her hand back, bending her fingers one by one, allowing Xuemei to hold on to the associate professor. Xuemei suddenly screamed "Ah", it turned out that Yilian pinched her nipple. This was terrible, how could she pretend to be asleep?

The associate professor took the opportunity to insert his tongue into her mouth. Xuemei was too embarrassed to open her eyes, but she couldn't pretend that she didn't care. She had to block it with her tongue, and the two tongues began to entangle.

Xuemei felt another strange hand touching the pair of buds on her chest. It was obviously different from Yilian's smooth palm. It was of course the associate professor's. He rolled her nipples with his empty palms. Xuemei was so nervous that her hair stood on end. Her heart couldn't resist the teasing and she reflexively shook the associate professor's cock.

Seeing that she responded, the associate professor pulled one of her legs over his lap, and the two of them slept closer, still kissing each other. Xuemei was so flustered that she let go of his cock, put her arms around his shoulders, and hugged him tightly.

As he let go, the cock was free, but Xuemei's legs were still suspended on the associate professor's body. The door was open, and the associate professor's cock was shaking erectly. The glans was pressing against Xuemei's labia, which felt hot and thick. It turned out that the vaginal fluid had already flowed everywhere.

Xuemei was shocked again. The associate professor tasted the sweetness and his cock kept jumping. Xuemei's shoulders shrank and she let out an "Oh...Oh..." sound.

The associate professor held the cock in his hand and smeared it on the outside of her labia with her vaginal fluid. Xuemei hugged him tightly, buried her face in his shoulder, and moaned secretly.

The associate professor played for a while, then applied a little force with his hands, and the labia opened. The red glans protruded from the tight path, barely embedding half of the head. Then the associate professor ignored her and his hands wandered all over her back. Xuemei felt uncomfortable all over. After waiting for a long time, he was still just touching her back. She shook her waist intentionally or unintentionally, letting his cock rub against the entrance of her vagina, so as to relieve the annoyance of being invaded.

But after shaking it again and again, the associate professor just lay motionless at the entrance of the hole like a piece of wood. She hummed a few times, but the associate professor seemed unaware.

Xuemei was so angry that she gritted her teeth, threw away her shamelessness, turned over and rode on the associate professor's body. The associate professor was pushed flat by him, and she sat down, and the cock silently entered her beautiful vagina.

"Oh..." It was the associate professor who called out.

Xuemei's sense of urgency is very different from Wenwen's. Wenwen is like two closed doors of flesh, but as for Xuemei, how can I describe it? It was like a pair of jeans that were too small. It was barely wearable, but she had tied them so tightly that there was no airflow. If she forced herself to put them on, she would be so tired that she could hardly breathe.

Xuemei couldn't stop after she got on him. Since she was already embarrassed, why should she care? She closed her eyes, shook her hair, tossed her butt hard, supported the associate professor's waist with both hands, and kept squirming happily.

After riding like this for dozens of times, she suddenly opened her eyes, only to find that the associate professor was staring at her. Xuemei was embarrassed and said coquettishly, "What are you looking at?" She picked up a book from the bedside cabinet and threw it in his face. The associate professor had to cover his face with the book to avoid her embarrassment.

Xuemei then continued her swinging, but only for a few dozen times, and then she collapsed on the associate professor in pain, unable to move.

"What's wrong?" the associate professor asked through the book.

"Hmm..." Xuemei said weakly, "I'm out of strength..."

The associate professor smiled secretly, but eventually he couldn't bear it, so he held her waist with his hands and thrust his lower body upward quickly and vigorously.

“Ah… uh uh…” This time it was Wenwen who cried out: “Ouch… Ouch…”

The associate professor thrust diligently, enjoying the pleasure they created together. As she stood still, the book on her face was slowly taken away. Xuemei leaned her face in front of him and looked at him quietly.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked gently.

Xuemei nodded.

"Then why don't you scream?"

"What's your name?"

The associate professor stopped and said, "Call me."

"Calling you?" Xuemei said stupidly, "Teacher."

"No," he said.

Xuemei didn't understand, she just felt that his stopping made her feel uneasy.

“Not the teacher,” the associate professor said, “husband.”

Xuemei blushed and shook her head, "You are embarrassing me, who cares about you!"

"Hmm?" The associate professor pushed up a few times.

Xuemei's brows were deeply furrowed and her sweet lips were just parted, but she didn't cry out.

"Scream..." The associate professor thrust his penis harder, directly into her clitoris.

“…”

"Dear," the associate professor kept insisting, "Call me..."

"..." Xuemei finally whispered, "Husband..."

"good!"

The associate professor suddenly turned over and pressed Xuemei under him. For someone of his age, this position was much more comfortable. He was like a tiger out of the cage, with ups and downs, and the snow plum blossoms were shaking.

"Oh...oh...husband..." Xuemei hugged him tightly.

"Little darling...my little darling..." The associate professor was already panting heavily.

He grasped Xuemei's buttocks tightly with both palms, with all his fingers sinking into the elastic fat.

"Ah..." Xuemei arched her body and screamed.

The associate professor felt that every thrust was like pushing a mill through a crowded crowd. The sensation of the glans was extremely sharp, and the transmission was directly to every part of his limbs. If she wasn't careful, her dantian would start to burn like fire, her buttocks would shrink, and strong semen would spurt into Xuemei's vagina.

"Oh..." He supported his waist stiffly, then his whole body lost strength and he lay down next to Xuemei.

The associate professor was really tired and exhausted by these female students. Xuemei kissed the sweat beads on his chest, and he kissed Xuemei's hair, and the two of them enjoyed the warmth afterwards.

The room was so quiet. After a while, the associate professor played with her earlobe and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Xuemei shook her head and said faintly, "It's so comfortable to be hugged by you, Teacher."

"Huh?" the associate professor questioned.

"Husband..." said Xuemei.

The associate professor was satisfied. He hugged her closer, and the two of them embraced each other, gradually falling into a confused world together...

When Xuemei opened her eyes again, it was already dark. The lights were on in the room, and the associate professor was sitting at the desk in the corner, writing something.

She turned over and over, her heart in turmoil.
The associate professor heard a rustling sound behind him, turned around and saw that she was awake, so he stood up and sat down beside the bed.

"woke up?"

"Old..." She hesitated: "Old..."

"Um?"

"Hubby..." she said in a low voice.

"Be good," he touched her face gently, "Are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

It seems that the associate professor only knows how to make instant noodles.

"Yes, thank you." Xuemei nodded: "Where are Yiyan and Wenwen?"

"I don't know when he left." The associate professor jumped off the bed, walked to the desk, took back a piece of paper and handed it to Xuemei.

"Teacher, we are leaving first. Thank you for your teaching today. Xuemei will ask for the homework we haven't asked yet. Xuemei's cough is not getting better so quickly. Please give her another dose of medicine later. Bye. 姈&文."

There were two girls making faces drawn at the end of the paper.

"Humph, it's all their fault." Xuemei said coldly.

"What else?" the associate professor pointed to the ground and said, "Who killed my spider?"

"Your spider?" Xuemei opened her eyes wide: "It's yours...it...it bit me."

"I raise this to eat cockroaches, how can it bite people?" The associate professor smiled and pressed her head: "But it doesn't matter, I'll exchange you for the spider."

Xuemei blushed again: "Who wants to trade with you?"

"It's fixed, or you'll have to compensate me for the spider." The associate professor said cunningly, "I'm going to make some instant noodles, wait a minute."

The associate professor kissed her and left the room. Xuemei looked at the paper, looked at the room, and then looked at the unfortunate spider, and she could not help but be stunned.