She has no intention of making any noise, for she wants no one else to know of her situation. Umbridge sits back down, trapping her under the desk, and Hermione—slightly unsure of herself and ashamed to be helping her teacher in her own humiliation—moves her head under Umbridge’s pink skirt and positions her face between her teacher’s parted inner thighs. The moment Hermione’s tongue begins tentatively licking the Professor’s warm, moist pussy, the door to the office opens. “Professor McGonagall,” Umbridge says pleasantly, no doubt for Hermione’s benefit, “how nice of you to drop in.” Hermione freezes, her whole body flushing black with shame as she sits under her Professor’s desk—naked, with her face between her teacher’s thighs. What would Professor McGonagall say to her if she could see her now? How would she look at Hermione ever again? Professor Umbridge brings her back to the present when her nails dig into Hermione’s arm, which is propped up on the chair. Hermione knows that’s a censure for not continuing with her assigned duty, so reluctantly, Hermione once again begins licking at Umbridge’s pussy as she listens to Umbridge have a conversation with her Head of House about her upcoming classroom inspection. And then, when Minerva leaves, Flitwick enters. Then Filtch, and Snape, and Vector. All the while, Hermione keeps her tongue to her Professor’s wet and aroused pussy, licking and sucking silently as tears fall down her cheeks. Each time she pauses to breathe or take a break, Umbridge’s nails dig into whatever piece of her body that the teacher can reach, and every time Umbridge is pleased with her efforts, she feels her teacher stroking her head. That’s how Hermione blowjob realizes that Umbridge likes long strokes up her pussy and that she enjoys having her clit circled by Hermione’s tongue before having Hermione bring her clit into her mouth and suck on it. When everyone finally leaves, and Hermione hears her Professor say a spell to lock the door, Hermione instinctually knows what’s about to happen. Umbridge’s hands reach under the desk and pull her face deeper into her pussy. “Lick harder and faster, Miss Granger,” she instructs, “I’m so close.” Doing her best to obey, Hermione applies more pressure and teen picks up speed, despite having been licking for close to two hours at this point. Quickly, Umbridge squeals as her orgasm arrives, and Hermione continues licking through it, fearful of the consequences of any missteps, catching and swallowing all her Professor’s liquids. Eventually, Umbridge comes down from her orgasm and allows the girl to move away from her crotch. “Do you concede to the Ministry cum yet, girl?” she asks as she catches her breath. Silently, Hermione shakes her head, unwilling to abandon her principals, even in the face of this unrelenting humiliation. This only serves to anger her teacher. “Get interracial out from under the desk, and lie on your back on top of it, Miss Granger,” she commands, and Hermione scrambles to obey. She crawls out from under the desk and climbs on top of it, lying down on the now empty old, wooden desk. From her position, Hermione can see all the cats in the plates on the wall, and all Umbridge’s pink décor. “Your ass should be right at the edge of the desk,” Umbridge corrects her posture. “And spread your legs, girl—wrap them around the edges of the desk; it is time for you to have an inspection.” Hermione obeys, adjusting her placement on the desk and wrapping her legs around the sides of the desk, exposing her pussy clearly to her teacher. Hermione closes her eyes in order to attempt to block out the reality of what is happening to her. Within moments, Hermione gasps as she feels one of Umbridge’s hands grip her inner thigh as the other inserts one of her fat fingers into Hermione’s still-sore pussy. 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