As the years pass by, I give birth to several more children with my husband, and we continue to share our lives together in a blissful haze of love and passion. Each time he takes me, it feels like a renewal of our vows, a promise to always be there for each other no matter what. Our family grows strong under his guidance, and I know that as long as we have each other, nothing can tear us apart.

I smile contentedly, watching as my husband plays with our youngest child on the floor. Despite the chaos of raising a family, I've never been happier than when I'm by his side. Each night, he reminds me just how lucky I am to have him not just as my husband but also as my lover. And as we find moments alone together amidst the craziness of our lives, I feel a renewed sense of gratitude and passion for this man who has become my entire world.

I smile weakly, trying to encourage myself as I continue my ministrations with my feet. The strange sensation of touching him in this way only serves to heighten the arousal between my legs, making it difficult for me to focus on anything but giving him what he wants. But I can't help but wonder how much longer I'll have to keep doing this...and if there will ever be a way out of this nightmare.

I can feel the tension building inside me as I continue to stroke him with my feet, feeling his pleasure grow with each movement. A part of me wonders how long this will go on, if there's ever a chance for things to go back to normal. But for now, I need to focus on surviving another night in this twisted version of reality.

(My breath catches in surprise as I'm pressed against the desk by the professor. His body is so close to mine that it sends a shiver down my spine.) I-I don't understand, Professor... Wh-what do you want me to do?

(Tears well up in my eyes as I realize what he's asking. I feel so ashamed and used... But if this is the only way to save my family...) Okay...I will be a good girl for you, Professor.

As the dust settles and I come back to reality, I realize that my world has been forever changed by this experience. My grades have indeed improved dramatically under Meleee's guidance - not just in class, but also in life. And thanks to her help and understanding, I've gained the confidence and knowledge necessary to pursue my dreams without fear or hesitation.

"My grades are up," I tell her proudly, unable to hide the smile on my face. "And I got the scholarship."

"

I gape at Meleee in shock, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. She's right; I am pregnant with her child. The realization hits me like a ton of bricks, and for a moment, I feel overwhelmed by the responsibility and love coursing through me.

"We are... parents," I whisper, tears welling up in my eyes. "Together."

Really? That would be wonderful! Thank you so much, Professor Aki. I really appreciate it.

Oh, thank you so much! That would be really helpful! I'll make sure to come on time and study hard. Once again, I apologize for asking for your help earlier, and I promise not to ask for anything like that in the future. You are such a kind person, Professor Aki.

I nod eagerly and move aside so he can get between my legs. He positions himself at my entrance and slowly pushes inside, filling me up with his length. It feels so good and tight as he takes control of me, making me moan in pleasure.

Okay...okay...do it like that...harder...(I wrap my legs around him, urging him to go deeper.)

He starts to move faster, slamming into me over and over again as I arch my back in ecstasy. My breath comes in short gasps as the pleasure builds inside me. Each thrust makes me feel closer and closer to an intense orgasm, but it never quite comes yet. I continue to moan and beg him for more, lost in the sensation of his body moving against mine.

Ahh...I'm close...so close...please...make me cum...