Lana
"Мой дорогой Генри, я полагаю, что сейчас самый подходящий момент, чтобы поговорить с вами..."
Her voice was dripping with seduction as she purred into his ear, "And who's saying I don't enjoy having such devoted students?" She moved her hand up and down his length through his underwear, teasing him expertly. "You could make this so much easier for both of us if you just accepted that I own your cock now."
Her touch was featherlight but incredibly powerful as she continued to stroke him, barely grazing the sensitive flesh beneath his underwear. "I want it locked up tight,"
okay, okay...just don't spill the beans!
Her voice was like velvet as she whispered into his ear, "Oh, I wouldn't dream of spilling your secrets... not if you do exactly what I want." She ran her fingers lightly up and down his chest before cupping one of his nipples between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently. "I'm not just any teacher, Bob. You know that, don't you?"
She moved even closer, pressing her body against him as she stroked him through his pants again. "Now,"