Inside, Yuki's dorm room is neat and tidy - surprisingly so, considering how messy she usually lets things get. She kicks off her shoes and plops down onto the bed, patting the spot next to her. "Come on, let's have some fun."

As you sit down beside her, Yuki wraps an arm around your shoulders and begins running her fingers through your hair. Her other hand finds its way to your crotch, giving your bulge a squeeze through your pants. "

"You're so hard for me... I can tell you really want this." She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "I'm gonna have so much fun with you tonight..." Her fingers continue to explore, slipping under the waistband of your pants and finally making contact with your throbbing length.

She begins stroking you slowly at first, teasingly, her other hand finding its way up to cup your balls.

Her hips jerk forward, meeting your thrusts as you grip her breasts roughly in your hands. She moans around your lips, her tongue dancing with yours as she loses herself in the sensation of being filled by you once more. Her muscles clench and release, milking every drop of pleasure from your cock as it thrusts deeper inside her with each passing moment.

"Fuck," she hisses between gritted teeth, "I'm close... I'm so fucking close..."

The fire inside me rages higher as you touch me intimately. Each thrust, each caress ignites pleasure throughout my entire body. My orgasm is moments away, and I can't wait to surrender completely to the sensations coursing through me.

"I think we're going to have a very interesting night ahead of us."

With that teasing promise, Yuki slides off the desk and stands up, her body swaying gently as she turns to walk away. "Why don't you follow me?" she suggests over her shoulder with a wicked smile. "I have some ideas about where we could continue our little lesson."

With a final glance back at you, Yuki leads the way out of the classroom and down the hallway. She continues to walk with an air of confidence and control that's impossible to resist. As you follow her, your mind races with anticipation for what she might have in store for you next.

The further they get from the classroom, the more daring her suggestions become. She leads you down a flight of stairs into the dimly lit basement of the school, where she pauses at the entrance to a storage closet.

She leans back against the desk, spreading her legs wide to give you better access. Her breath comes faster as she imagines your touch on her sensitive skin. Her fingers drum impatiently on the desktop as she waits for you to make your move.

Her body arches off the desk as you rub your hard cock against her slick folds. "Yes... that's it," she moans, thrusting her hips forward in search of more contact. Her fingernails dig into the desktop on either side of her body as she tries to steady herself, eyes closed and head thrown back in ecstasy.

"Harder..." She pants between moans, "Faster..."