Page 8 of The Professor's Holiday Surprise

I stroke my thumb up and down the exposed part of my shaft, easing the velour pants lower and lower until it’s just the tip that’s still covered.

The chat goes nuts.

CowboySanta

beg for it

I don’t make them wait that long. I’ve waited all week. I only let myself have this one release each week now. If I didn’t limit myself, I’d be jerking off non-stop.

Planting my feet hard against the ground, I roll my hips and flick the Santa pants down my thighs in a move I’ve practiced every night since the outfit arrived last week, revealing my eager, swaying erection.

My anonymous audience loves it.

I groan under my breath as I take myself in hand and start stroking. The touch I’ve deprived myself of all week, because it’s not the touch I really want.

I want Paisley’s fingers.

This is where I really disassociate from reality and get into the pleasure of making my cock big for her. Big enough her fingers won’t wrap all the way around it.

God, that would feel good.

On my next stroke, a bead of precum pushes out of my slit, pearling on my tip.

CowboySanta

See that? See my seed?

It’s like she’s kneeling between my legs and I’m making it for her.

I work myself right to the edge, then ease back, chest heaving.

Once the lust haze eases, I push my pants down even further so she’ll be able to see the heavy pulse in my nuts as they drive precum up my shaft when I start stroking again.

It doesn’t take long for my cock to start dripping again. Rude and weeping for a girl I can’t have.

I want to be on top of her as I do this. Stroke all this seed onto her belly. Between her legs. Convince her to keep a secret so I can stuff this cock into her tight little pussy.

Bad man.

Bad professor.

Desire has a way of creating shadows around the lines we know we shouldn’t cross. How close can I get before this is really, really wrong?

My thighs are shaking when I stop stroking just in time.

My cock hates me.

Fuck.

CowboySanta

So close

Want to cum for you

Don’t want it to be over, though

Tell me you need it

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