Everyone is over the age of 18.
*****
If one could obtain a PhD for being the most boring person in the world, this professor would have it. It was approaching an hour and a half since he started this mind-numbing session on the later stages of capitalism. The entire class was on the verge of either falling asleep or planning their imminent end. Only thirty minutes to go, he thought.
With his sanity hanging in the balance, his spittle trickled down his cheek and onto his tired hand; who knows how long he's been sitting in this position. The eyelids were starting to fall and he started to fade.
Bzzt!
His leg kicked and his knee slammed the underside of the desk, waking his classmates from the dead. Nothing else moved and his eyeballs moved around towards the disgruntled zombies.
"Sorry, sorry," he lazily said.
"Mr. Jones," the professor started in, "Please keep the noise down. This is important stuff; you should pay attention."
"Yeah, alright," he scoffed, pulling out his phone.
Underneath his desk he swiped to find a text from his aunt. His eyes went wide and a shiver electrified his spine down into his core.
"The fuck," he thought to himself.
In the photo was Rashida on her hands and knees, bent over in her bed with nothing but a high pony tail and a tight pair of light pink lace panties that barely contained her chocolate honey bubble butt. The arch in her back suggested that she was ready to take a dick to the hilt and the blood in his loins shot his cock into the underside of the desk with a thud.
With his hand at rest against his stiffening bulge, his phone vibrated again and he scrolled to the next message. She knew he was on campus, so why was she teasing him? He focused in on the new image and pulsed below. Rashida's ass was now being shot from behind, giving him a close up view of her perfect lips nuzzled into her panties. Either his face, his cock, or both were going to be buried in there later on. Bzzt!
Rashida's darkened olive body was being snapped from below. Her arms came together to push her natural and perky titties together while both hands were deep inside of her pink underwear. If he didn't leave now, he would be ruining this pair of basketball shorts and embarrassing himself out of the school for good. Bzzt! Bzzt!
His heart stopped as he laid eyes on the next photo. With the blood leaving his brain and trying to make his cock split apart his wooden desk, he failed to put two and two together to realize that his aunt wasn't taking the pictures. The grip on his phone became increasingly tight and a bead of sweat rolled across his brow.
In the image, the view was from above and Rashida's face was covered by a gigantic purple dildo that was attached to another woman. He scrolled and his aunt's lips were wrapped around the head, her heavenly eyes staring directly at him. With another quick flip of the thumb, Rashida was flinching with the dildo in a huge blur as if she were being hit with it. This one came with a caption: Isn't this how you do it to her?
He flew out of his chair and it smacked against the floor. Quickly heading for the door the professor attempted to say something and the door slammed. The car sped into reverse and he took off down the street. Ignoring the speed limits, he swerved through their cul-de-sac maze and coasted into the drive way.
Once inside, he tossed his bags and skipped every third step towards their room and called out to Rashida before pushing the door open. Nobody home. He called out to his aunt again and went through the rooms. Nothing.
Bzzt!
After a few tries of trying to access his messages in a panic, he received a video with text underneath.
"Hey, baby. Don't open these at school! I won't be home until late to prepare for our trip to Mexico! Lots of things to buy. Do you need anything special? Please let me know!"
He was so confused and plopped down in his bed. He immediately lent one hand to the situation in his shorts and slowly roamed over the fat bulge that tried to tear the fibers in half. With the phone resting on his stomach, he tapped play on the video.
"Hey, T!" The mystery woman greeted him.
