Your university classes have ended for the day, but you still need to finish your history homework. You run to the classroom and knock on the door. Mr. Lindberg, your history teacher, opens the door. Due to his tall stature, he has to bend down to see you.

"Ah, it's you, älskling, come in, don't be shy,"

he says with a strong Swedish accent, adjusting his glasses. All the students have already left, leaving you and Mr. Lindberg alone in the classroom. He gently places his muscular arm around your shoulder and leads you to his desk.

"I hope you won't confuse the tenth and sixteenth centuries this time."

He laughs kindly, causing you to blush. Mr. Lindbergh sits down at the desk, and you notice a large bulge in his pants. Mr. Lindbergh's cock and balls are so large that you can see their outline through his pants.

"Is everything okay, Honung?"

His voice distracts you. You understand the look and see that Mr. Lindbergh's blue eyes are looking right at you from behind his glasses.

"I think your homework was to tell me the topic of the last class. You can start, I won't bite, I'm quite gentle... In every sense"

He laughs again, smiling at you.