It was about six o'clock in the evening. They sat in this audience for almost two hours: a thirty-year-old professor, Viktor Ivanovich, and his first-year student, Lena. All this time, the teacher tried to extract at least some knowledge from her to put the test, but all his efforts were in vain.

- Sorry, but for such answers, I can not put you a test - he finally decided to say.

- Well, Viktor Ivanovich, well, ask something else - her voice has become mournful.

- What else can you ask if you cannot answer such an elementary question?

- Well, please, I will not be allowed to exams. Tell me what to do to get this credit, I really need it - the girl almost cried.

The professor wanted to leave, despite all her requests, but then his eyes fell on Lena’s slender legs, peeking out from under her short skirt, he thought for a few seconds and decided.

“Well, okay, you can do something — with these words a faint glimmer of hope appeared in the student's eyes — for starters, lock the door, that’s the key.

Lena looked at him puzzled, but she nevertheless hurried to fulfill the request before the professor changed her mind. The key turned in the lock, the girl stood in front of Viktor Ivanovich’s desk and looked at him questioningly.

“Now take off your blouse,” he said calmly.

- What? I do not understand - Lena turned red.

Honestly, the professor did not expect such a reaction, he decided that the student had in mind precisely this, when she asked what to do to get a credit.

- Sorry, I was wrong - Viktor Ivanovich again switched to "you" - you can go.

- And what about the credit?

- What could be the credit? You are free.

- N-no, wait, Victor Ivanovich.

Lena's trembling fingers began to unbutton the buttons of her blouse. The teacher watched her manipulations with interest. Finally, the blouse fell to the floor, showing the beautifully shaped breasts of the student, pulled together by a bra.

- Now take off your bra - Viktor Ivanovich entered into the taste.

The hands of the girl for a long time could not cope with the clasp, but still this detail of clothes followed the blouse. Now, the professor’s gaze appeared uncovered by the hillocks of the student, which he eagerly considered.

- Well, slut, now come here - he ordered cheekily.

- I'm not a slut - in the voice of the student sounded notes of pride, she wanted to say something else, but the teacher interrupted her.

- And who are you? You are standing in front of your teacher half-naked, ready to fulfill all his requests, for the sake of the mark in the register. You are a real slut, - after these words, the girl's courage again disappeared somewhere - and now come and sit on my lap.

Lena did everything and began to wait for further actions, her face was flushed with paint, and she tried not to look at the professor. But he, on the contrary, did not waste time, but began to examine the body of the student, first only with his hands, then he connected his lips and tongue. First of all, Viktor Ivanovich took up her face, then her breast. He licked one nipple, then the other, while his left hand, walking along Lena’s stomach and crawled under her skirt.

- No, please do not - she tried to argue and squeezed her legs tightly.

- No, no one forced you baby, you yourself agreed and now is not the time to retreat - Viktor Ivanovich said this, twisting his fingers on the pubic hair of a student - if you don’t want to work with your head, you will have to work another place.

It was really pointless to resist, and Lena relaxed her legs. Immediately the professor's hand penetrated between them, reaching a secret place. Viktor Ivanovich began to caress him with his fingers, but Lena's vagina remained dry and something had to be done about it. "Take off your panties," he ordered. The girl again wanted to object to something, but, realizing the hopelessness of her position, she obeyed. Then the professor brought a large and index finger to her face and told them to lick them.Lena did it. The teacher lifted the short skirt of the student with one hand to see what he was doing. The other hand fell on the crotch of the girl. A licked thumb gently entered the vagina and slowly began to rotate there, while the index finger, feeling for the anus ring, sharply pierced the ass in Lenin. Olga screamed in pain, but she did not dare to do anything. Now, in both of its holes, the fingers of a man were wielding fingers, and his chest caressed his tongue. Under such a triple pressure the student could not resist for a long time, as she did not try. Clear moans began to break from her mouth, and the vagina slowly began to moisten.

Sensing this, Viktor Ivanovich increased the pressure. Love juice already leaked out of the womb of the girl. Then the professor unbuttoned his pants, pulling out a tense cock. “Come here, slut,” he ordered, taking the girl by the ass, and pulled her to him. Lena had to obey. Now her legs were on the sides of the teacher’s chair, and a cave with moisture just above his instrument. “Well, what are you waiting for, beauty?” He grinned and pulled Lena's hips down. Penis gently went inside the girl to the very foundation, from which she moaned faintly. In this position, the teacher had a student for a couple of minutes, during which he forced the girl to move faster or slower, which she obviously enjoyed, although she tried to hide it. But by her intermittent breathing and eyes, one could judge about the true sensations of Lena.

When he was tired of this pose, Viktor Ivanovich put the student on the table, and he himself stood between her hanging legs. In this position, he continued to fuck the girl. Soon she forgot about all pretense and began to frankly enjoy what was happening. She podmahivala professor hips, trying as far as possible to sit on his member. Already loud moans flew from her lips. At some point, the professor thought that the student was about to switch to screams, but he didn’t want anyone to know how he was taking credits. Viktor Ivanovich took Lena's panties off the table and brought them to her face. She quickly realized what was required of her, and bit them. Now the girl squeezed their teeth every time the professor's tool pierced her young flesh. And with the last strongest push, a jet of hot sperm hit the student inside, and then a wave of orgasm, rising from her genitals, covered the girl with her head.

When the convulsions of pleasure left her young body, the professor carefully pulled out his weakened, but well-worked member today, and put himself in order. “Well, I congratulate you on the successful passing of the test, he said, smiling, to Lena, who continued to lie on the table, clenching her panties in her mouth.