She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 398: Lydia

Her gaze remained fixed, unable to tear away.

"Hmph... hmph..." Desperate, muffled sounds escaped Heena as she struggled around his thick shaft, tears welling in her eyes and streaming down her face.

With a gaze filled with shadowy pleasure, Alex peered down at her, fingers woven into her wet hair, dictating the rhythm.

"Your mouth feels so fucking good. So warm and tight... taking me so deep like a perfect little slut."

Obscene yet captivating was the view... her plump lips stretched taut, drool trickling from her chin to her exposed breasts.

’Look at this slut,’ she thought with resentment. ’So hungry for cock. Who would guess she’s a professor?’

Heena’s tears heightened the raw intensity of the moment. She yearned to kneel there herself. She craved Alex’s praise just like that.

"Come here," he commanded in a steady tone.

She spotted Heena, who glanced over during the act without halting her sucking... lips still obscenely wrapped around Alex’s cock.

"You look jealous of my professor, right here," Alex questioned, his voice deep and playful as he lightly pinched her lower lip with thumb and forefinger.

A shiver coursed through Lydia’s body from his touch. Her lips parted, words failing her.

Amusement darkened Alex’s eyes. He leaned closer, his voice shifting to a firmer command.

Slowly, his hand descended, following the swell of her breast beneath the sheer uniform fabric. Suddenly, he seized her stiffened nipple and squeezed hard, twisting it between his fingers.

"Anh...!" A moan burst from her lips uncontrollably. Her eyes flew wide, desire surging in her stare as she gazed up at him, quivering beneath his strong grip.

A soft chuckle escaped Alex. "You even removed your bra for me, didn’t you?" He undid another button on her blouse, the material falling open to bare one lush breast to the chilly air.

Under his touch, Lydia shook, her breaths ragged and uneven.

"Then how is it?" he urged, thumb circling her rigid nipple deliberately. "Hmm?"

"I... I wanted you to notice me, sir," she confessed in a gasp, her tone heavy with desire. "I wanted you to touch me..."

"Now take off your shirt," he directed smoothly, his voice deep and authoritative. "And get on your knees."

She dropped to her knees onto the soft carpet, positioning herself next to Heena.

Alex gazed down at the two women kneeling before him... his loyal professor and the enthusiastic young staffer... a wicked smile curving his lips.

Around his thick cock, Heena moaned, tears filling her eyes while he thrust into her throat with deliberate, rhythmic strokes.

Alex’s breaths came heavier. His hips picked up speed, driving into Heena’s mouth more insistently.

"Where do you want it, my little sluts?"

"On my face, sir," Lydia replied first, her voice quivering with need.

Alex’s grin broadened. "Good girls."

On their knees they remained, panting hard, faces and chests bearing his marks, staring up at Alex with eyes swimming in lust.