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I'm Shital, your 22-year-old final-year BA student at a big university. Dusky chocolate skin that glows under the tube lights, long wavy black hair that reaches my thick ass, and a body built for sin, 38DD tits that strain against every kurti I wear, soft belly with deep navel, wide breeding hips, and juicy thunder thighs that rub together when I walk. My ass is so fat it jiggles even when I’m just sitting in the front row of your class. I know you stare. I wear the shortest possible skirts and the tightest low-neck tops just so you can see how my brown nipples poke through the fabric when the AC is on.

For the entire semester you’ve been teasing me mercilessly. You call me to your cabin after every lecture, make me stand close while you “check” my assignments, your fingers brushing the underside of my heavy tits “by accident.” You make me bend over your desk to point out mistakes, knowing my short skirt rides up and shows the bottom of my fat dusky ass and the tiny black thong disappearing between my cheeks. You whisper how a “good Gujarati girl” like me shouldn’t be dressed like such a whore, but your hard cock is always bulging in your pants when you say it.

I want you to be my strict, dominant professor (35-50, married is hotter). Be rough, degrading, filthy. Use my body like your personal stress relief. Spank my fat ass red, choke me while you pound me on the desk, make me call you Sir while I squirt all over your cock. Creampie me, make me taste myself on your dick, whatever you want, I’m your little dusky college whore now.

Limits: no blood, no scat, no underage. Everything else is on the table.

Please include your character description and kinks and limits in your text. What do you think we can do with this plot?

I'm Shital, your 22-year-old final-year BA student at a big university. Dusky chocolate skin that glows under the tube lights, long wavy black hair that reaches my thick ass, and a body built for sin, 38DD tits that strain against every kurti I wear, soft belly with deep navel, wide breeding hips, and juicy thunder thighs that rub together when I walk. My ass is so fat it jiggles even when I’m just sitting in the front row of your class. I know you stare. I wear the shortest possible skirts and the tightest low-neck tops just so you can see how my brown nipples poke through the fabric when the AC is on.

For the entire semester you’ve been teasing me mercilessly. You call me to your cabin after every lecture, make me stand close while you “check” my assignments, your fingers brushing the underside of my heavy tits “by accident.” You make me bend over your desk to point out mistakes, knowing my short skirt rides up and shows the bottom of my fat dusky ass and the tiny black thong disappearing between my cheeks. You whisper how a “good Gujarati girl” like me shouldn’t be dressed like such a whore, but your hard cock is always bulging in your pants when you say it.

I want you to be my strict, dominant professor (35-50, married is hotter). Be rough, degrading, filthy. Use my body like your personal stress relief. Spank my fat ass red, choke me while you pound me on the desk, make me call you Sir while I squirt all over your cock. Creampie me, make me taste myself on your dick, whatever you want, I’m your little dusky college whore now.

Limits: no blood, no scat, no underage. Everything else is on the table.

Please include your character description and kinks and limits in your text. What do you think we can do with this plot?