"You've never wanted to do this with a student, Professor?" Tracey responded huskily as if she already knew the answer. Though, she didn't want to be too forthright…yet. "I know I fantasize about you, Professor."
Tracey's heart began to beat faster as Fleur changed right before her eyes. She had never been so excitedly and deliciously afraid in her life. She felt her wetness staining her thighs and she ached deep inside her cunt.
"Tempting you," Tracey admitted honestly, her words breathy and ragged. "Do you not want me, Professor? You've made me so wet…" She decided on a bit of reverse psychology. "…but…maybe we shouldn't?" She brushed her neck over Fleur's nose again.