I may look half my age, but I have been around. I remember my early college days. I had to fuck for the A. The late ’90s was a beautiful time. I had a professor so obsessed with me. My professor would beg for some coed xxx fun. I had my back to the wall at one point and decided to fulfill his fantasies. There was nothing he wanted more than to dress me up as baby spice. The spice girls were a big deal. I knew me dressing up as baby spice for him and giving him Monica Lewinsky favors would get me an A. I wanted to party all summer long. I had no desire in going to summer school to raise my GPA. I was all for my professor’s nasty fetishes. I let him cream all over me.