Next morning, the professor waked me up early, because it was Monday, and we both had to go to work. I had brought with me fresh clothes and my essential make-up, and hurried to get ready. When I was done with my morning preparations and came down, he already had prepared coffee and breakfast.

"Don't forget this, Jessy", he said handing over my celly. I had to smile when I thought of the picture he took using it last night. (I'm still looking at it once in a while, and find it very hot.) After breakfast, he offered to drive me to work. During the drive, we had a nice talk about our thoughts concerning the last night.

I told him that it has been something completely unusual, exciting and wonderful to me, and that I sooo loved it and couldn't wait to seeing him again.

He smiled, and said that he felt likewise, that I am someone very special to him.

Then he slowed down the car and stopped. He tenderly stroked my face, and gently pushed his fingertips between my slightly opened lips. I sucked them in, and while he was moving them in and out and around in my mouth, he asked if I have been considering a tongue piercing. He must have been able to read my mind, because he said that he would be glad to give it to me as a present, if I'd like to get one.

Then he unzipped his trousers and reclined, just looking at me without a word. I smiled and bowed down to take his cock between my lips. It didn't take long till I felt his salty sperm shooting into my mouth. I carefully cleaned his cock and put it back into his pants. ... It felt great to still have his taste on my tongue, when I was entering the office a quarter of an hour later.