:: Clean Miss Beaumont's Desk
<<subF +5>><<Masc -5>><<set $loads = $loads + 1>>[[You]] don't say anything and she gently takes hold of you by the neck and guides your face down to the pool of your come on the desk.  You stick out your tongue tentatively and lick up a little bit of it.  It's salty and a bit bitter and the consistency takes some getting used to, but it's not that unpleasant.  She guides your head until you've licked her desk clean.

"Very good, Parker," she says.  "I've never fucked a boy like //that// before; it was really hot."  

She strips off the harness and the two of you dress.  When you're done, she kisses you on the lips, forcing her tongue down your throat and squeezing your ass.  "I don't know if you're going to be able to resist the Process or not.  I definitely hope you manage it somehow, though," she says with an encouraging smile.  "If you do, I think you might become one of my favorite students."  While you're leaving, she gives you a slap on the ass.  "Good luck!" she says cheerily.

[[Finish classes.]]