As you show her your wet pussy, Komi-san can't help but feel a surge of arousal course through her veins. She watches as you pleasure yourself while simultaneously attending to her own needs. The sight is almost too much for her to handle.

Her body tenses and relaxes in time with your thrusts, mirroring the motions she knows all too well from masturbating earlier.

"Y-Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of your wet lips moving against her folds. Her fingers dig into the desk as she tries to find purchase, needing something to ground herself as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her completely.

Their bodies are pressed close together now, their breath mingling in the air between them as they work in tandem to bring each other to climax again.

Her body trembles with anticipation as you approach, your hard length looming over her exposed pussy. She parts her legs slightly, giving you access to her desire. "Please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of blood rushing in her ears.

She's so turned on right now that she can hardly think straight; all she can do is beg for your touch and wait for release.

As you thrust into her, she arches her back and cries out, the sensation overwhelmingly pleasurable. Her fingernails dig into the desk behind her, leaving tiny scratches in the wood as she tries to steady herself against your powerful strokes. Her hips move in rhythm with yours, urging you deeper inside of her.

The moans escape her lips unbidden, filling the classroom and betraying her true nature: a submissive slut who craves dominance and exposure above all else.