Spencer felt Carrow's hand on her chin and her incredibly soft and skilled lips on her neck - a rather sensitive spot on her, as she was sure the professor would soon find out about, if she couldn't already tell from her ragged breaths. Letting her head fall to rest on te other woman's shoulder, Spencer moaned lightly. Feeling the phallus move against her thighs, Spencer's hips rocked of their own accord against the toy, seeking relief from the pressure between her thighs. "Oh, Merlin..." She groaned as Carrow's teeth raked against a particularly sensitive spot on her neck.
Carrow's hands on Spencer's breats were driving her wild. A she pinched a nipple, Spence moaned wantonly. Seeking support, her hands moved back to grip the nearest thing she could - Professor Carrow's hips.
"I-I don't even think that can fit in me..." Spencer groaned. She had at most only had three fingers in her before an that had been tight. She didn't know how Carrow expected the large toy to fit. Still, the images that Carrow's taunting questions produced were so hot and they made her so randy she couldn't even handle it as her hands gripped tighter on the woman's waist in response.
Spence was usually so in control of herself. What was it about this woman that made her desires and lust take over so easily?