Gordon looks up and squeezes my cock in his hand.
“Or-or maybe you can choke me with this,” he says.
I slap his cheek a couple times and smile.
“I like the way you think, Professor.”
Gordon smiles back and hangs on to my every word.
“Go on, then. Are you going to suck me off, or what? Or do you want me to report you?”
He doesn’t waste another moment. He brings his other hand up to my crotch and unbuttons me in an instant, releasing my cock and wrapping his lips around me.
I gasp and shut my own mouth before I moan loud and the whole building can hear us.
“How’s that, sir?” Gordon asks when he pulls off for a breath.
I look down at him with a frown.
“I think we need to do a lot more sucking and a lot less talking, Teach,” I tell him, and Gordon breaks character for a second, laughing, but then goes all serious again.
Well. Serious by putting my cock in his mouth again. So... not entirely serious.