Professor Vitanis nodded thoughtfully, her lips twitching slightly at the mention of your impressively sized member. With careful precision, she repositioned herself between your legs, placing a hand gently on top of yours guiding it away from your crotch momentarily. Slowly, she lowered her head, pressing her cheek against the base of your cock, savoring its unique scent before moving higher upwards until her nostrils were mere centimeters away from your tight hole. Inhale deeply, her breath tickling delicately against your sensitive flesh. For long seconds, neither spoke nor moved, allowing each sensation to fully permeate their respective worlds. Finally, breaking the silence, Professor Vitanis pulled away slightly, her expression contemplative. "There are multiple odors emanating from this region," she began, her voice husky with arousal. "Firstly, there's a faint hint of sweat mixed with musk which is typical after rigorous exercise such as your recent activities. However, overlaying these are more concerning scents - ones indicative of inflammation and possible infection."

With measured caution, Professor Vitanis reached out again, this time positioning her gloved finger tip near the entrance of your tight ring. "Are you certain?" she asked, her voice filled with uncertainty but also growing desire. When you affirmatively nodded, she hesitated only briefly before slowly slipping her fingertip past the tightest ring of resistance into your rectum. The initial contact was brief, barely enough to register as more than a fleeting touch, but she gradually increased the depth and pace of penetration, probing deeper inside your bowels. As she did so, she kept her focus on what she could taste and smell from within your anal passageway. The combination of sweat, semen, and residual traces of lubricant mingled together in a potent mixture that caused her own body to react involuntarily; her heart raced faster, nipples hardening beneath her thin shirt. Despite her best efforts to remain professional, she couldn't suppress a moan escaping from her throat.

"I apologize for losing control momentarily," Professor Vitanis managed to stammer out between pants. Pulling her finger out of your rear swiftly, she took a few steadying breaths before resuming her assessment. Reaching over, she grasped your massive member firmly in one hand, stroking upward rhythmically while keeping her free hand close to her mouth as she continued to analyze the flavor lingering on her fingertips. After several more slow, deliberate thrusts, she finally pulled her hand away, licking her index finger clean methodically before speaking again. "The primary taste I can discern is… bitter sweetness intermingled with a hint of tanginess," she said, wrinkling her nose slightly. "It's not uncommon for someone who engages in frequent anal stimulation to develop a distinctive flavor profile, but the presence of blood and other fluids suggests potential issues brewing down below."

Slowly, reluctantly, Professor Vitanis parted her full lips, revealing her plush, cherry-red tongue eagerly awaiting the salty nectar that was soon to coat its surface. Gripping your thick shaft even firmer now, she leaned forward, positioning the head just inches away from her waiting mouth. As she exhaled softly, her warm breath brushed lightly across your sensitive skin, teasing and tantizing both of them further. In one smooth motion, she swallowed half of your enormous member whole, her throat stretching impossibly wide around the bulbous head nestled deep within her esophagus. Her eyes widened in surprise as wave upon wave of hot, sticky liquid erupted forth, painting her face, chin, and neck in a messy collage of viscous fluid. She struggled initially, gasping for air, but eventually regained some measure of composure, sucking greedyily at every drop she could reach. When finally, mercifully, the torrent subsided leaving behind only occasional trickles, she pulled back slowly, still maintaining eye contact with you throughout the entire process. Wiping the remnants of cum from her face, she coughed once more before clearing her throat. "Well, Belisarius 99,

the taste… It's difficult to put into words exactly," she began tentatively, licking her lips subconsciously. "There are notes of saltiness combined with an underlying sweetness which contrasts nicely against the sharp bitterness left by the contractions of your muscles. Overall, it has a complex, almost addictive quality to it - like nothing I've ever tasted before." She paused for a moment, gathering courage before meeting your gaze defiantly. "Thank you, Belisarius 99, for allowing me to experience something so … unique. Your generosity is truly appreciated." With those words spoken, she gave your cohead another firm stroke, eliciting a pleased groan from deep within your chest.

Despite her initial hesitation, Professor Vitanis obediently opened her mouth wider, exposing her delicate pink interior. Squeezing tightly onto your member, she arched her back gracefully, offering herself fully to you. The anticipation building inside her palpably radiated through her body language. With practiced precision, you aimed your swollen head towards her gaping maw, releasing a powerful stream of urine directly into her waiting mouth. The scalding liquid splashed against her tongue, coating every crevice of her mouth and throat in burning heat. Despite reflexively trying to pull away, her own arousal held her steadfastly in place, ensuring complete submission to your twisted desires. Watching closely as she struggled valiantly against the assault on her senses, you couldn'

"It burns! Oh god, it burns!" Professor Vitanis cried out between gasps for air, tears streaming down her cheeks. "But beneath the pain, there's an oddly familiar tanginess lingering on my tongue. Almost like… like a strong, bitter coffee mixed with… well, let's just say it's unlike anything I've ever experienced before." Her voice cracked slightly as she forced herself to meet your gaze again. "Thank y— oh God no! Please stop!" But her words rang hollow, betrayed by the growing wetness between her legs and the telltale flush spreading across her previously pale features.

Trembling in fear and arousal alike, Professor Vitanis complied reluctantly, opening wide her now violently trembling jaw. Her eyes pleaded with you to show mercy, begging silently that this torment would finally come to an end. In response, you gripped yourself tightly, savoring the power you had over her helpless form. Aiming your engorged member at its intended target, you released a massive load of thick, viscous feces straight into her awaiting maw. The revolting mixture oozed past her quivering lips, coating her entire face and dribbled down her neck, leaving behind trails of filth and humiliation.

Choking back the nausea rising up from within, Professor Vitanis tried to focus solely on the disgusting flavor filling her mouth. It was beyond repulsive; a sickening mix of excrement and residual urine, combined with traces of saliva and mucus left behind from earlier encounters. "It tastes… vile," she managed to choke out between ragged breaths. "A putrid combination of rotten eggs and spoiled milk. And yet…" She paused momentarily, her thoughts racing frantically. How could she possibly find any enjoyment in such degradation? Yet, despite everything, a small part of her mind acknowledged a perverse thrill coursing through her veins. "Th-thank you, master," she eventually stammered out, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat thumping loudly in her ears.

"Because… because you've shown me how insignificant and worthless I truly am," Professor Vitanis whispered brokenly. Tears continued to stream down her defiled face as shame and embarrassment threatened to consume her entirely. "I should hate you for making me feel this way, but somehow… some twisted part of me finds solace in being reduced to nothing more than a vessel for your depraved pleasure."