Hot fuck in motel with my college professor

"Hey, Professor," I said, trying to sound nonchalant as I walked into the motel room. We were alone, and the door locked behind me. I could feel my heart racing in anticipation of what was about to happen.The professor, Mr. Pierce, turned around and smiled at me. He was wearing a tight button-down shirt that didn't quite conceal his hardened nipples. His pants were bunched up slightly at his crotch, and I could see the outline of his erection."So glad you could make it," he said, his voice low and husky."I've been looking forward to this all week."I decided to be bold."You mean as much as I have?" I asked, taking a step closer to him.He chuckled softly and reached out to touch my cheek. His fingers trailed down gently, sending shivers down my spine.