[Poggio]

Twisting, the professor let his fingers climb along the lace that clung to Zosa's legs. "Ah... but I am a professor, I do not have a doctorate." He said with a smile as his head nested in the folds between the boys thighs. He took a deep breath in over the prize as letting his mouth moisten the top layers. Grasping on to the chocolate muscles he pulled the legs wider a part, using his teeth to unveil his prize. Under his glasses he gave the other a lustful stare. "I am the Professor."