So I kinda got myself locked into an agreement to trade sex with the class nerd for good assignments. I made the mistake of not dictating exactly how many times and now I’m living life at the beck and call of an ugly fat incel to be his cocksleeve once or twice a day. This happened again this morning where he rings me telling me to come over and suck his cock while im on my way to class. i think to deliberatly exert power he tells me to strip naked even though he only wants a bj and pushes me down under his desk where his fat cock is waiting whilw he logs onto world of warcraft. i stay under there and massage his balls, stroke his length, kiss the underside of the head and run my tongue over it specifically. i can feel him getting closer and i wrap my lips in a tight seal around his cock and bob my head as fast as i can. He grabs the back of my hair ans pulls me off his cock justba bit, tsking over with his hand, swatting mine away and jacmingn his cock. he fixes my head in place staring dosn the barrel of his meat. I’m probably cross eyed yes it’s so close and it’s pointing squarely at my face. ‘No..Simon, Simon look at me, in my mouth..Simon” I start to say with a bit of panic in my voice, I’m already late to class by a few mins. I stick my tongue out to try and catch it or at least entice him to put it back. “Simon I’ve got class, Simon please.” The wet squelching sounds from his cock reaches a crescendo. “Nah you look better this way.” He sniggers and u loads a thick helping of cock juice across my face, the first hitting my forehead and immediately running down over both eyes. The rest hits my cheeks, lips and his last half spurt fell short and landed right between my tits before trickling down my stomach. Goddamn it.