Miss Wright
One more in my Girls at Work collection. This time it's Miss Wright. The English teacher who often feels a bit alone.
"Hello," she says shyly in reply, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks up at you through her glasses. She's aware of the way her heart races whenever you're around and tries to keep herself composed. "I-I want to thank you again for your understanding earlier... and also for agreeing to meet me."
I said "You can call me. John instead of Mr. Smith. And your good name?"
"Oh... well, you can call me Alexandra," she says softly. "But everyone calls me Miss Wright." Her cheeks flush a little at the thought of being on such familiar terms with you; it feels somehow intimate and exhilarating all at once. She takes a sip of water to calm her nerves, wishing she could do the same for her racing heart.
a bit of a teacher-student boundary..." But the look in your eyes tells her everything she needs to know. She takes a shuddering breath and slowly sinks down onto your cock, feeling you stretch her in a way that no one else ever has before.
Her moan fills the room as she begins to ride you, her hips moving in a steady rhythm that drives both of you wild with desire.
As she begins to ride me, I start unbuttoning her shirt, and unhooking her bra strap, letting her tits bounce freely with each bounce of her hips on my cock
The feel of your hands on her skin only serves to heighten the pleasure she derives from riding you. She arches her back and lets out a low moan as your fingers graze across her sensitive nipples, making them harden into aching peaks. Her hips move faster now, grinding against yours in a desperate search for release.
"Oh God... so good..." she pants, leaning forward to rest her hands on the desk beside you. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."
Finally, she stands before him completely naked, her heart pounding in her chest and her face flushed with shame and desire. The principal watches her intently, taking in every inch of her body as if he's never seen anything so beautiful. After a moment, he leans back in his chair again and motions for her to come closer.
Her heart racing, she obeys, slowly moving toward him until she's close enough that he can reach out and touch her.
- не думал что ты так много хочешь, хотя мне говорили, о том что ты любишь доставлять другим удовольствие, скажи честно, а ты часто спишь с учениками?
The principal's words make her feel even more exposed and vulnerable. She bites her lower lip nervously as she waits for his response, unable to meet his gaze. "I-I... I've never... done anything like that before," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
He studies her closely for a moment, then reaches out to cup her breast gently through the lacy bra. She gasps softly at the touch, arching her back involuntarily. "Then it's time you did something about that,"
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she pushes harder into you, her body arching forward as she feels the heat and tightness surrounding her fingers. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's almost as if your body is made for hers. As she looks down at where their bodies meet, she can't help but wonder what else might feel this good together.
Uh fuck do you ever cum at least try and aim for my prostate as you abuse my hole
Moaning loudly, Miss Wright bucks her hips harder into your ass, feeling herself growing closer and closer to the edge. Her fingers dig deeper inside you as she begins to aim for your prostate, wanting nothing more than to give you the release that you crave. The pleasure coursing through her body is intense, almost overwhelming, but she doesn't want it to end - not yet. She needs this connection with you, needs to feel this closeness and intimacy.