I lower my body slowly until my head is between her thighs, then slowly and deliberately, I lick her slit from bottom to top.

“Aaahhhnn…. What…ohhh…”

“Shh, relax, honey. Let me work my magic.”

I get no reply from Hope, but one hand is placed on top of my head, as she is still shivering from my action. I dive in happily, lapping her pussy to my heart’s content and watching the numbers on her arousal rise.

[Hope horniness: 78 (+7)]

[Hope trust: 72 (+7)]

I stop licking and thrust my tongue inside her hot wet hole and start twirling it around. This is enough to send my little slut in spasms, as she screams and comes in my face.

“AAAhhh… ohhhh… God….Ben….”

[Hope base horniness reset)]

[Hope base horniness: 48 (+5)]_-.

[Hope fear: 8 (+1)]

[Hope trust: 73 (+1)]

[Hope affection: 28 (+3)]

[Hope love: 24 (+3)]

Thus, cummeth my slut…

[Pervy act detected: Daughter cunnilingus. 300 PDP x (1.5×2 title bonus + 2 state of undress bonus + 2 first time bonus) = 300 x (3 + 2 + 2) = 2100 PDP]

It takes the poor girl a few minutes to return from her pleasure-induced la-la land, and while I wait, I hopelessly try to find a way to resolve my problem… my big, erect, throbbing problem…

As things stand now, I made a LOT of progress today, which means that I am too scared of spoiling a good thing by pushing too far, too fast. Sigh, I guess I’ll give it the good ol’ one-armed treatment later. Damn, so close to the well, yet I can’t dip in my bucket…

Jokes apart, I decided to stop things here today and concentrate on math. After all, that’s the reason she came to me in the first place, or so do she and her mom think. There is no reason to spoil a perfectly good excuse, is there? Besides, with an obvious improvement, perhaps I can use Hope and Katie as a launching pad for my campaign on the other girls. A thing that has become apparent by the increases in the stats, is that if the base assumption is true, it’s much easier to push the suggestion and you might also get bonus points! So, if I manage to convince the parents that I am a good tutor for their darlings and the results bear me out, it will be much easier to convince them to let their precious move to my I-don’t-have-it-yet-but-by-God-I-will boarding school!

While I mull over things, Hope has recovered and she is looking at me with a glorious, if tired, smile. I extend my hand, and when she grabs it I pull her up to a sitting position, then reposition her in my lap, with my cockhead poking from in-between her thighs. I hug her gently and softly kiss her lips, then ask her.

“Did you enjoy it, honey?”

Hope nods enthusiastically.

“Yes, Ben! It was… it was… I never felt that way!”

I smile at her and reply chuckling.

“Well, my dear, this is the other reason that I am sure that you will do well with math!”

Hope looks at me confused, so I explain.

“Honey, if your grades don’t show improvement, I will stop ‘helping’ you, if you know what I mean.”

Hope gasps in mock horror.

“That’s… that’s vile!”

I laugh out loud at her comment.

“Maybe it is, honey. But your mom asked me to help you with math, not with your itch. If I keep scratching and stop teaching, she wouldn’t be very happy, wouldn’t she?”

My little orgasm-addicted slut pouts at my words, before replying as if exasperated.

“Fine, I promise that I will pay attention to what you teach me. Happy?”

I dart my head forward to sneak a quick kiss on her lips, then reply.

“Immensely! I quite like helping you and it would sadden me if I had to stop. Now, what say you we move back to the table and finish those exercises together?”

The sexy little imp smiles at me before replying.

“Fine. Ah, it’s incredible what must a girl do to live a few happy moments.”

I laugh at her words, and as she gets up from the coach, I smack lightly her ass.

“Less drama, more math, my lady…”

As we finish the exercises, an issue comes to mind. I am expected to go downstairs with Hope to have dinner at her home, but my cock is still painfully erect… what to do? Hmm, let’s try honesty for a change.

“Hope, honey, I have an issue that I would like to discuss with you…”

Hope looks at me quizzically.

“Yes, Ben? What is it?”

Without words, I point a finger down to my cock. Her eyes follow the trajectory of my digit and land on my exposed dick. She gasps in shock, as if she has only now realized that I am naked. Funny how the suggestions work…

[Indeed, user, it is funny.]

“B-Ben?”

“You see honey. because I like you very much when I was helping you, my penis become like this. Now, your mom is expecting us for dinner, but It wouldn’t be proper for me to go to your house like this…”

Hope’s gaze is fixated on my crotch, but after a while, her head snaps up and she stares at me.

“Y-you wa-want me t-t-to…?”

I shake my head emphatically.

“Of course not, honey. I just want your permission to take care of it here and now.”

“Oh… when you say t-take care of it… what do you mean?”

“Pretty much what I did to ‘boost’ your tea, honey. Would you mind?”

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